End Simulation - Chapter 7

From the looks of it, Lillian had been in the penthouse for several hours, drinking tea and biding her time while waiting to confront them. She projected an air of calm, although Lena saw all of the tells of her mother’s loathing – the slight flare of her nostrils and the tightness of her lips, the penetrative cold stare that was as about as subtle as an ice pick to the head.   

Lillian clearly hated Kara for knocking up her daughter, and yet she gestured at the extra tea cups and food on the coffee table with equanimity. “You might want to replenish yourselves. Five long hours of exertion and I would expect even a mighty Kryptonian to be feeling a little depleted.”

“We were just leaving for dinner actually,” Kara cut in, placing a hand on Lena’s back as she stood off against Lillian in a way that was frankly surprising.

“What, you don’t even have fifteen minutes for your new mother in law?” Lillian asked with a snide smile, and the power move of throwing around that kind of talk prompted Kara to find a seat — although with reluctance, like she sensed trouble was to come.    

Lena didn’t bother to speak, because her stomach was rumbling and there were still Irish scones tucked away in her pantry. She chose the largest one and added cream and jam, letting the pastry crumble as she took a big bite. It wouldn’t help to get flustered over her mother’s sudden appearance. A small twisted part of her even enjoyed it when Kara fidgeted while sitting across from Lillian, obviously worried about whatever little talk they were going to have with one another.

“Lena, dear, come sit down and tell me how you’ve been feeling,” Lillian requested, but she was still glaring pointedly at Kara, and her attention only shifted to Lena when she settled in a chair rather than sit next to either of them.

If she wasn’t mistaken, Lillian softened when she glanced at Lena’s pregnant belly, and out of all of the uncomfortable things that had happened so far, it was seeing that unfamiliar concern on her mother’s face that bothered Lena most.

Lena shifted in her seat and dryly swallowed down the last of her scone. “I’m fine, and I’m basically carrying an immortal, so there’s no reason for anyone to worry.” She intoned, trying to force her lips to curl into a smile to ease the tension in the room.   

Kara was silently observing Lillian, who glowered at her and muttered, “Not quite immortal. We can’t forget about Kryptonite.”

“If you’re here to threaten my family, I won’t stand for it,” Kara warned, loud and assertive at the mere suggestion that anyone would harm the baby with Kryptonite. 

“On the contrary, I’m here to threaten you alone,” Lillian insisted and set down her tea cup. “You claimed my daughter and you don’t deserve her. She’s always been blinded by her feelings for you. You think a genius like Lena is incapable of seeing right through your lies?”

“Kara has apologized and we’ve moved on from all of that,” Lena cut in firmly, although the apologies meant nothing in the face of her unfixable, broken heart. It wasn’t for her mother to know how deeply afflicted she still felt from it. 

Kara’s eyes landed on Lena so fast that she had to fight to keep her stoic expression, but it mattered very little what she said if the Kryptonian listened to the fast pace of her heart.     

Lena compensated by taking a slow deep breath and issuing a stream of anger towards Lillian, “Spare me the concerned mother act. We’ve all got better things to do.”    

“So I heard.” Lillian informed Kara, her cold smirk filled with contempt.

Under such intense scrutiny, Kara looked less like the Superhero she was and more like the awkward reporter as she blushed furiously and looked anywhere but at Lillian, who was judging her for sleeping with her daughter.   

It was painfully embarrassing to be part of it, but Lena took a slight, guilty pleasure in Kara’s discomfort.  

“Yes you’ve made that quite clear, mother.” Lena uttered with the slightest smile curling her lips. “Now, unless you’d like Kara and I to give you a detailed description of just what transpired in the bedroom and the shower—”  

“Lena.” Kara whispered, mortified by even mentioning it.

“Well she seems interested, Kara, and I won’t be shamed for having a libido.” Lena reasoned perversely, if only to see the way the alpha squirmed in her seat a little longer.

Lillian rolled her eyes with a huff of discontent and fixated on her tea cup with far more interest than was reasonable. “You may have fooled her, Lena, but you can’t fool me.” She proclaimed and finally settled her piercing gaze on Lena to squint at her with far more perception that Lena had bargained for in entering this conversation.  

“Luthors don’t forgive easily, if at all.” Lillian fired off at Kara with a sneer, and waved her hand in Lena’s direction with a flippant, “You’d think she’d know that, given all your history and the countless times you’ve told her your stance on betrayal.”  

Lena swallowed back the urge to tell her mother to leave because it would be seen as confirmation. She ignored Kara’s confused, questioning gaze with pointed determination.  

“Don’t get me wrong,” Lillian continued, delighting in the way that Kara took immediate and complete offense at her cutting truths. “I understand the need for vengeance, and the long con does seem to be a family strategy, but for the life of me I can’t fathom how you could let her claim you after all of that?”

That was the tipping point for Lena, and before she could wisely censor herself, she laughed, “I never expected her to actually do it.”   

It came as an after thought that her words would hurt Kara, and she glanced in panic in the alpha’s direction with a wince of regret already on her face. 

Kara shot up from her seat so fast that it almost blew the sofa over, then she tried to cover up her emotional pain by moving towards the counter where she had lain out all of the treats she brought from all over the world. She pretended to care about the food, but it was such an obvious avoidance tactic that Lena stood up and instinctively went to her side. 

Lena looped an arm around Kara’s shoulder and whispered to her, “I might not have expected you to claim me the way you did, but for years I had hoped that you would.”  

Kara’s eyes strayed to hers, so sad and filled with doubt that Lena found herself offering an easy hug the way she used to in the past. It was a sobering moment for Lena, in which she ached for complete reconciliation, rather than a relationship with a lot of damning feelings caught in it — an intricate web of her own making, with problems wrapped away for later on.

Kara shuddered against her, taking a breath that she dragged into her lungs and held. She pulled back from Lena, but didn’t put much space between them—perhaps to show solidarity in front of Lillian. Still, Lena knew that Kara was pulling back emotionally; she could see it in Kara’s evasive glances, and feel it like an old laceration that itched to be ripped back open.   

She reached for Kara’s hand in silent desperation to keep a connection to the alpha.   

“Kara,” Lena exhaled, so quietly that even she didn’t hear it, but she knew the Kryptonian did. She saw it in the way Kara struggled to breathe, in the panic that compressed her chest.   

The sound of Lillian scoffing cut through the tension between them and Kara reached for Lena’s hand as she spun to face Lillian with a snarl. “With all due respect, Mrs. Luthor, you can disapprove of our relationship and the fact that I claimed Lena. You can hate that I’m a Kryptonian, but you will never come between us. Your daughter is carrying my child and any attack on me will be seen as an attack on them, do I make myself clear?”  

Lena was shocked at the sudden outburst from Kara and the intense, protective pheromones she unleashed suddenly to back up her declaration. She felt the way Kara’s hand trembled and clasped it harder to entwine their fingers in an offer of support, then settled the alpha’s free hand over the gentle swell of her belly.  

Lillian raised her brows at the alpha and sneered at how Lena clung so desperately to Kara. “Since when does Supergirl make idle threats?”  

“They aren’t idle.” Kara affirmed, her jaw set and chin raised as she took a step forward, “So you can either accept that we’re family, or you can get out.”  

“Oh, she can get out regardless. This little chat was more than enough for me.” Lena intoned dryly, but her heart was hammering from a mixture of adrenaline and surprise.  

“You heard Lena.” Kara stressed when it seemed as though Lillian was about to dispute it with her.   

Lillian narrowed her eyes and a crinkle of curiosity formed along her temple, then her lips twisted in a strange smile of respect. “Okay, I’ll go. I have a baby shower to plan anyway.”

Lena laughed at the prospect of her mother ever hosting an event that involved pastel decorations and absurd party games, although she knew Lillian was serious based on a single glance she spared her on the way to the door.

Lillian strutted out with a small wave over her shoulder, and then they were alone in the apartment.   

Kara lifted Lena’s coat to help her into it, and she came to the conclusion that the alpha was still taking her on a date.      

“So, where are you taking me to dinner?” Lena asked with a quirked eyebrow as she worked her arms through the sleeves of her coat and felt the baby kick in readiness for flight.   

Lately that had been happening a lot, and she wondered if the small Kryptonian sensed her own excitement. This time the baby seemed very active and eager, and Lena pulled Kara’s palm over her so they could experience it together. 

“I think the baby is craving French cuisine.” Lena commented with a wry smirk as she playfully tried to influence Kara’s choice. 

“Well I did suggest Paris,” Kara reminded her, her hand stilling over the area where a small foot jabbed outward. She rubbed over it lightly, awed by the life growing inside Lena, and immediately offered, “But if you’d prefer somewhere local—”

“No.” Lena cut her off, and fastened her coat as she pursed her lips for a moment in consideration. “Take me away from here tonight. Anywhere, so it’s just us, in a new city. We’ll have dinner and get a hotel room.”  

It sounded romantic, with the coy lilt to her voice and the way she glanced up at Kara through her dark lashes, but it was a desperate plea disguised as a night out. She had hurt Kara far more than the Kryptonian would let on and Lena had the urge to make it better—even if it meant pretending things were okay between them, and that all of her own machinations wouldn’t eventually catch up to her and threaten their relationship further.  

Lena didn’t want to think about it now, didn’t want to focus on the impending shitstorm that would sweep them both up, or how her heart begged to heal though it felt like it never would. 

“One night, Kara,” Lena whispered, entwining their fingers to encourage the alpha to bend to her whims like she always did. “Where we can just be regular people celebrating our first child.”  

Her foolish tongue said too much and she was faced with Kara’s eyes widening in surprise. “Is that— are you—uh—saying you want more children with me?”  

The hopeful quiver in Kara’s voice was enough to tug at Lena’s emotions but she forced herself to smirk and caught the alpha by the chin to tease, “That depends on where you take me to dinner.”  

Kara scooped her up so fast and flew off the balcony that a startled shriek escaped her, but then they were soaring through the air, up through clouds and over the sea before Lena could say another word. Even with the wind blowing in her face, Lena could see the grin on Kara’s face, the warmth of her body keeping the chill from fully gripping her.

The transatlantic flight took a fraction of the time that they would have spent traveling on her self-flying jet.   

Kara landed on the Champs-Élysées outside Le Cinq about an hour before their closing time. It should have been impossible to get a table at the upscale restaurant, and yet Kara shocked her by striding forward in her suit and using her celebrity to ensure that no one turned them away. 

It was so unlike Kara to take advantage of her superhero status, and Lena found it incredibly attractive to watch her alpha’s quick reflexes as she snatched up the trays that a flustered server dropped. 

“So much for being a regular couple,” Lena whispered as she slid by Kara to admire the plumerias on the table, which seemed a strange and coincidental sign that this night was meant to be. 

It might have been reckless to be seen together, but Lena was too mesmerized by how Kara carried herself to worry about any gossip mongering. 

“We can be regular after I make sure you get a good meal.” Kara murmured as she pulled the seat out for Lena at a secluded table. Some people in the restaurant stared, but for the most part everyone seemed wrapped up in themselves, and Kara appeared to only have eyes for Lena when she settled into the seat across from her.

The waiter arrived with a wine list that Kara declined and instead requested several dishes from the menu in perfect French for the both of them.  

Lena felt her mouth open before her mind formed the question it wanted to ask, and so she sat for a second completely taken aback by Kara, then laughed a little. “So you… you can speak French?”  

Kara smiled at that and shifted so that her cape was tucked out of the way of the servers. “Why? Would you like me to whisper it in your ear tonight when we’re in our hotel?”  

The flirty question had heat rushing up Lena’s neck and she pressed a cool hand to her throat and caught her lip between her teeth. “That wasn’t the answer I was expecting, but I’ll take it.”  

Kara was staring at her like she wanted to make a remark about what else Lena would be taking, and she wondered if the Kryptonian felt bolder because they were out of National City. Paris was a place of romance, and while they had plenty of heated interactions, they had only really started to explore the romantic side of their relationship.  

Lena couldn’t blame that all on Kara, since she had been evasive and angry for so long that it had taken them seeing the ultrasound together to finally let her admit that she wanted to be happy. She just didn’t know how to be, or how to cope with her hurt, and now she was the one weaving intricate lies.   

As if to spite her, Lena’s phone went off and she barely glimpsed the text from Hope before turning the device off completely.  

Their waiter arrived with a pitcher of sparkling water and then two servers brought out several dishes that Lena found aesthetically pleasing. She marveled at the beautiful plating and glanced at Kara just in time to see the alpha’s face scrunch in confusion.   

“Is something wrong?” Lena lilted, amused by the way Kara tried to school her features into something more pleased than disappointed.  

“Are these uh, samples, of the meal?” Kara asked hopefully, and Lena had to smother a laugh with the palm of her hand before she caused a scene in the expensive restaurant.  

“You know that fine dining is one of the rare occasions where the whole approach of less is more is considered an art.” Lena supplied, and resisted the urge to reach for Kara’s hand while she wore her Super suit. “We can pick up something fattening and delicious when we leave and take it to the nearest hotel we can find. I might even let you eat it in bed.”  

That perked Kara up and she scooped an entire dish up with one forkful and sighed at the size of it before pushing it into her mouth. She moaned in surprise at the taste, and proceeded to eat the three other dishes with little more than two bites before waving the waiter back over to order a cheese plate.  

It filled Lena’s heart with warmth as she watched Kara devour the cheese selection, then move on to the entrees that their waiters were so prompt about bringing out. 

“What’s this?” Kara gushed as she raked her fork through the beetroot that was streaked over one of the plates. 

“An emulsion,” Lena explained, and her smile was nothing short of enamored as she listened to Kara’s delighted little hums in between bites.   

For all of the times that they went to lunch or dinner, Lena had never experienced such a strange sense of pride and possessiveness over Kara as she did while just observing her in the Parisian restaurant. 

“So, is it too early to talk baby names?” Kara asked, forgetting herself and leaning over with an elbow on the table as she whispered to ensure no one else overheard their conversation.

“Do you have a name in mind already?” Lena questioned and ran her hand over her bump as she thought of all they needed to do yet as first time parents.   

They would have to prepare a nursery, attend birthing classes, and buy all of the stereotypical books that would teach them how not to scar their child for life  –  which she would have felt woefully ill-equipped to handle, had it not been for her technology. 

“I kinda like the name Carson for a boy and Belinda for a girl, but I’m totally open to other options,” Kara divulged with the type of bright, bubbly grin on her face that Lena had been missing over the last several months.   

“Okay, so those names are heinous,” Lena declared with exaggerated, wide eyes as she started to get into the conversation. “How about Lindsay if it’s a girl, and Landon if it’s a boy? That way our child will keep to the Luthor tradition of having an L name.”  

“Is — wait — is our kid going to have your last name?” Kara blurted, appearing flummoxed as she waved her hand and explained, “I just – I guess I just assumed we’d be using Danvers on the birth certificate.”

“I figured you wouldn’t want to do that, considering the risk that poses if any of us were to be exposed as having a connection to each other.” Lena admitted with a subtle tilt of her head as she scrutinized every little reaction that told her that Kara wanted above all else for their baby to take her last name. 

“Danvers it is,” Lena decided in an impulsive instant, and it had the desired effect: Kara was suddenly bursting with happiness and rocking forward in her chair. 

“How about Elphaba for a girl?” Kara asked with a broad grin, the amusement in her eyes enough to mesmerize Lena. “Then I could—”

“If it’s a girl, we are not naming her Elphaba just so you can fly around with her singing Defying Gravity.” Lena deadpanned, already knowing where the Super was going with that train of thought. She lifted her glass of sparkling water to sip as she reflected on Kara’s joy and felt a pang of regret.   

Kara’s lips twisted and she narrowed her eyes thoughtfully before finally whispering, “What about Alex for a boy?”  

“To honor my psychotic brother?” Lena scoffed, surprised by the choice as she reeled back in thinking of him and shook her head. “No, I think not.”  

“I was thinking of my sister, and I mean, yeah maybe — maybe a little of Lex.” Kara fiddled with her hands, twisting her fingers and tugging at the webbing of her Super Suit that stretched between her thumb and forefinger as she rationalized, “Don’t get me wrong, Lex is a monster, but I’ve been thinking… If we’re a family, I don’t want to erase parts of it. Maybe we could use it as a middle name?”  

Lena was seized with a whole new level of pain as she saw the earnest way Kara tried to bridge a gap between their families and she swallowed thickly around the rush of bile that rose up her esophagus.   

“We’ll see.” Lena croaked out, and changed the topic before Kara could press her. “Now let’s get out of here before you’re completely starved. I’m sure we can find a lovely late night patisserie somewhere.”  

Supergirl signaled for the waiter and paid the bill before she flew off in front of everyone to leave Lena alone in the restaurant. 

They met outside under the sunset, Kara in a pale blue shirt with strands of hair curled at the side of her face. She blushed as she fixed her glasses and took Lena’s hand while they strolled along the famous avenue together.

 
“I thought about whisking you away like this before,” Kara casually admitted, though there was a quiver in her neck when she took a deep breath and swung Lena’s hand. “Every time I went into a rut actually. I considered taking the plunge and finally revealing my identity to you. Instead, I just avoided you, or invited you out to lunch while I let you go on dating someone else. It was such a mistake.” 

Kara’s quiet, self-deprecating laughter stuck in her throat and her voice cracked as she smiled sadly, opening up to Lena like she never had before. 

It could have been such a beautiful moment between them, and yet Lena found herself pettily diminishing Kara’s words until they no longer resembled anything close to an apologetic confession. 

She clipped away at each soft sentiment like feathers, until she was left with the naked reality of the situation: Kara considered sharing romantic intimacy with her for a long time, and yet stood idly by and gave Lena reasons to conclude that all they shared was a friendship, if that.

It made Lena furious all over again as she tightened her grip on Kara’s hand and continued their walk without revealing any of her inner turmoil on her face.

“Why don’t you tell me about your fantasies, Kara?” Lena asked in a deceptively airy, light tone while she regarded Kara from under low eyebrows with an intense and voracious stare. “We can act on them tonight. What did you think about doing to me when you were in your ruts?”

She knew it would feel wrong to explore all of Kara’s fantasies while holding onto resentments. It would devastate Kara if she convinced the alpha that they could be the couple that she must have always dreamed they would be when deep down there was a toxic cesspit of anger under the mirage of their perfect relationship.     

“Oh well, I uh—” Kara laughed, her cheeks reddening from embarrassment as she glanced everywhere but at Lena. “You’ve experienced me in rut, so we – well, I guess we’ve already acted on my fantasies.”  

It was a blanket statement that Lena found herself doubting, and so she pushed for more information with a salacious smirk. “Kara, you’ve already claimed me, and like you said I’ve experienced you during a rut. You don’t have to hide all of the filthy things you think about any longer.”  

Lena watched how Kara’s smile faltered, and the nervous way she glanced towards her as a wave of guilt threatened to spill out of the alpha and dampen the mood she was trying to create.   

“Indulge me,” Lena insisted, using the smoldering heat in her eyes to prevent Kara from backtracking to any discussion of touchy subjects. “I’ll make it worth your while.” She coyly promised, and judging from the way Kara swallowed, she had definitely hooked her.  

“Okay, but no judging.” Kara mumbled, bashful as they walked down the street hand in hand. “Sometimes I’d think about bringing you here, or Greece and Rome. Old cities with beautiful views and rich history. I’d wine and dine you, and then I’d spend all night mating with you until you were exhausted.”  

“That’s not exactly dirty, now is it?” Lena mused, her heart aching at all of the times she could have had something so pure and romantic with Kara, if only the alpha had been brave enough not to lie to her face for years.  

Kara chewed her lower lip and averted her eyes as she considered what else to say, and Lena peered up at her intently. “I had one fantasy about using red sun lamps—so I could be as wild and passionate as I wanted without fear of hurting you with my powers. So you’d know for sure that when I was taking you that it — it was all me, and not the Super in me.”  

Lena tucked the tip of her tongue behind her teeth as she considered Kara’s fantasy with a raised eyebrow. “Getting there, but you can do better than that. What are the naughty things you think about when you feel the urge to touch yourself, Kara?”

The alpha choked on her own saliva and forced out a laugh that Lena didn’t share with her as she waited for an answer.   

“Oh you’re—you’re serious.” Kara croaked out, her lips pressing together a moment later until she heaved out a sigh and whispered, “Sometimes in my ruts I’d—uh—I’d think about mating with you without protection. And when I say sometimes I mean a lot. Like, all the time. Just filling you over and over.”

That was an intriguing fantasy and one Lena could work with in arousing Kara. Hearing all of Kara’s private desires put thoughts in her head, and after wandering to a patisserie and deciding on a suitable hotel, Lena considered a few ways of playing to Kara’s secret wishes. 

She persuaded Kara to join her in a luxurious bubble bath when they entered their room for the night. 

 
Simply stripping down in front of a Kara was an effective selling point, as was bending to fill the tub. Kara set aside her box of eclairs, and left half a pear tort that served eight people to waste on the counter.   

“Come in with me. It will help us both to relax and allow me to take care of your other appetites.” Lena husked and sank into the warm but not scalding water, keeping to the rules about taking baths while pregnant.

The alpha ripped at her shirt, rending it open over taut muscles that Lena reached out to touch.   

Her mood shifted to vulnerable when Kara slid into the tub with her and caressed her baby bump. 

She didn’t want to screw with Kara’s emotions anymore, not really, not when her feelings for the alpha were so genuine, despite all of the pain.   

As Kara’s arms wrapped around her, she knew she lacked the healthy coping mechanisms to ever get through this, and that project Non-nocere was her only hope of eliminating all of her own vindictive Luthor instincts. She just needed to have faith that she could help herself without defaulting to hurting Kara in return. 

Lena took a few steadying breaths as Kara moved in behind her, cradling her in the tub with a thick erection pressing into her backside. 

“You feel so good in my arms, Lena,” Kara murmured and kissed along her damp shoulders and at the nape of her neck.   

“It’s the only place I want to be lately,” Lena admitted with a hint of a smile and turned so that their mouths could come together in kisses that steamed up the glasses that Kara was still wearing. She tossed the glasses aside on the carpet and then enclosed her fist around Kara’s thick cock.   

“I want you to come inside of me tonight, just like you imagined, over and over again—and I want you to look at my cunt when it’s full of your seed each time.” Lena watched in fascination as Kara hardened and came in her palm from the mere idea of seeing her cunt flowing with come.   

“If I’d known you liked it that much, I would have done this a long time ago.” Lena whispered, just to see the way Kara’s lips parted around a moan. She pumped her fist a few more times over Kara’s shaft, satisfied that it would remain stiff, and kissed up along her throat as she shifted in the tub to straddle Kara’s lap.   

She settled down on Kara’s erection with a quiet gasp of her own and groaned when the alpha’s hands coiled around her hips to pull her down onto her complete length.  

Lena’s cunt stretched deliciously around the hard intrusion and she slipped her hands around Kara’s shoulders to ride her with slow gyrations that had the alpha exhaling breathlessly, “You’re so warm and tight.” 

“Tell me more, Kara,” Lena hummed in her ear. “What is it about coming bare inside of me that makes you lose it so easily?” She squeezed her cunt in wet convulsions and grinned against Kara’s lips, her own eyes darkening with lust as the alpha’s glazed over. “Is it the primal urge to claim my cunt as yours? Is it the risk of getting me pregnant? Or is it just to see how much I can take to prove that I’m yours?”  

From the way Kara pitched her hips up to buck into her sensitive cunt with quickened thrusts, Lena was inclined to believe it was a mixture of all of those things.  

Water splashed around them as Lena arched back to let Kara get a face full of her breasts and she whined when the alpha took one of her swollen nipples into her mouth to nip and suck. It was an exquisite sensation and Lena tangled her hand in Kara’s damp hair to pull her closer as she rasped, “You’re going to come so many times in my cunt tonight, Kara. You’re going to make such a mess of me, aren’t you?”  

“Ye—yes,” Kara agreed lustfully, her cock already throbbing at the thought of it. “It’s going to be better than I ever imagined.” 

The alpha stood up so suddenly that Lena’s eyes widened in shock. Kara strode into the bedroom with her hands on the Lena’s ass.  

Lena was still wrapped around her cock, and Kara moved her onto the bed carefully to continue rocking into her.   

With her legs locked around Kara’s hips and her nails digging into her impenetrable back, Lena experienced a tantalizing friction from every rapid smack of Kara’s thighs and moaned her enjoyment louder to encourage the alpha’s urges.  

Amid all of the wild heat their bodies produced, Lena could feel Kara’s love as she thumbed at her sensitive clit and kissed down her neck.  

“I love being inside you, Lena,” Kara murmured, sucking on her pulse point as Lena whined under her for more. “You want me to fill you up, don’t you?”

“More than ever.” Lena had never wanted it as much as she did now with the knowledge of how often Kara thought of doing all of this with romantic spontaneity in the past.   

Discovering every single one of Kara’s desires would take time and experimentation. Before Lena had been only intent on working through her feelings with sex — but now she was getting to see a different side of Kara, and who she was when it came to sharing true intimacy. 

Kara’s cock moved with fluid, harder thrusts inside of her cunt, and Lena glanced down at their bodies to glimpse her pussy lips spread so open for Kara’s girth. Lena positioned her hands over her knees and parted her legs wider as Kara raised herself up to tirelessly drill in deeper.  

Twinges of pleasurable expectation tightened Lena’s inner muscles around Kara’s length. On the verge of an incredible and earth shattering orgasm, Lena tried to hold off and tamp down her erratic emotions—but it was all too powerful and she succumbed so fast that she softly cried out from it. 

For a fleeting minute, she experienced nothing but joy as she stared up at Kara and she moaned as the alpha responded to her noises and pumped into her to make her come again. 

“That’s it, Lena, just let go,” Kara begged and swiped her fingers through Lena’s slick to use it in rubbing her.

Kara’s words echoed through Lena’s mind as another shorter climax stole the breath from her lungs and she strained beneath the alpha with blissful contractions. Just let go. If only it was that easy. Lena wasn’t capable of letting go in any respect. Even now as Kara’s cock pounded into her, and her legs trembled from release, she fought for some control.

With curled fingers and sharp nails that raked down Kara’s back as if to physically resist the alpha’s plea, Lena knew she would never be able to let go completely. Not with Kara, not with herself, and especially not when she was still thinking of how she just might blurt something aloud that would end their relationship. 

Lena wasn’t aware she had closed her eyes until Kara whispered, “Come back to me” and nuzzled into the underside of her jaw.  

“Look at me, Lena. Stay in the moment with me.” Kara implored, slowing her hips just enough to watch the way her cock spread the delicate lips of Lena’s cunt. She moved with the kind of confidence that came with knowing what she was capable of and pulled out fully just to sink back into the liquid heat of Lena’s still clenching hole.   

“You feel how turned on I am?” Kara murmured, her lips ghosting over Lena’s as she confessed, “Only you make me this way. I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you.”

 
“Fuck me and prove it.” Lena’s breath was ragged and gasping, each exhale sticking in her throat as she forced her feelings out of her like air. “Show me how much you’ve always loved me and trusted me and wanted me.” She scraped her teeth over Kara’s neck, staining the skin with red lipstick darker than blood.   

No matter how hard she sucked not a single bruise appeared, but her mouth was sealed tight like she meant to mark Kara, because otherwise she might have been screaming. 

“Fill me with your pleasure.” She rasped against Kara’s lips, flirting with the possibility of kissing her before she turned her face and clung to the alpha rapturously. Her smoky and seductive voice made Kara groan and palm her ass with rough hands, pushing Lena onto her cock as much as thrusting into her. 

Kara tensed a second later, her hips stuttering to a stop as she slammed herself as deep as she could get while her cock throbbed and spilled her desires in thick hot spurts. She jerked from it, eyes glassy and head thrown back and Lena loved the sight of it.

She held onto Kara until the last pulse subsided within her and then she pushed at the alpha’s shoulders with a gravelly demand of, “I want you to look at my cunt and then fill it again, Kara.”

The Super pulled out of her so fast that Lena whined at how empty her cunt felt but then Kara was between her thighs, parting her pussy lips with her thumbs to see the way her seed trickled out of Lena’s open hole. Kara used the tip of her cock to gather it up and push it back inside Lena with a slow thrust just to pull out and do it again.

Lena watched her do it two more times before she locked her ankles around Kara’s lower back to stop her retreat. 

“Keep it in me, Kara.” Lena encouraged, her sensitive walls clamping around Kara’s girthy erection to hold her in place. “I know what you’re thinking. You can say it, and we can pretend.” 

Kara groaned, her face a ruddy shade of excitement and embarrassment as her cock hardened further, telling Lena everything she needed to know.

Lena clasped the alpha’s hand and kissed her palm, then placed it over her baby bump with a meaningful look and waited for Kara to indulge her in the fantasy taking place in her mind.

“I want to get you pregnant.” Kara rumbled and Lena knew the distinction that went unsaid. She was already carrying Kara’s child, but that hadn’t been planned, and this was a way to make it feel intentional. Something they both wanted and decided together, and Lena fell into it as easily as the virtual world she tried to create to appease her own sexual needs.

She could imagine an alternate life for them, where Kara confided in her much sooner and there were no secrets between them except when they surprised one another.  

With Kara pumping into her and whispering praises in her ear, it was far easier than expected to lose touch with reality and immerse herself in the delusion. 

Kara expended another jet of pleasure inside of her almost immediately and Lena was shocked when it ran out of her and still more collected in her entrance. 

It made her think that Kara had been holding back on her all along, and she forced the alpha down onto her back so that she could climb on top. She let Kara’s cock impale her with a rough thrust and balanced herself above the alpha as she locked her inner muscles around every inch. 

Her cunt blushed from the force of Kara pounding into her and she whined from it, her legs wide open as luscious seed rushed out of her. 

“It feels so good to come inside of me, doesn’t it, Kara?” Lena asked with soft huffs of breath as she smoothed her hands over Kara’s chest and tried to latch on while she bounced in determination to find out just how much the alpha would fill her. “I bet even if the DEO perfected that contraceptive, you wouldn’t have ever wanted to use it. You’d take the risk.”

Kara reached for her breasts to palm them gently, her fingers tweaking Lena’s nipples as she watched enraptured as Lena rode her cock.   

“You’re right,” Kara husked, enthralled by the way Lena moved her hips to take every solid inch. “I wouldn’t have wanted to use it with you.”  

It was refreshing to hear such honesty from Kara without any bashful huffing or attempts to deny it. Lena rewarded the alpha by using her internal muscles to massage the length of Kara’s cock — grasping tight only to relax and clench again with methodical insistence that had the Super arching into the bed breathlessly.   

“If I had told you I didn’t want to use it either because I wanted your children, you would have fucked me raw right then and there,” Lena whispered. “In fact, I think you would have fucked me every day, multiple times, just to increase the chances of it happening.”

The fantasy was easy to weave and Kara moaned, her jaw tensing as she tried to control herself beneath Lena. “Yes.” Kara managed to grunt out, her hands falling to Lena’s hips to force her harder onto her cock.  

Lena settled her hands on Kara’s abdomen and though she didn’t possess the strength to hold the alpha still, she compensated by lifting her cunt out of Kara’s reach so that her slick muscles wrapped around just the tip of her cock. She teased the alpha, pushing down just enough to take the first inch before easing off to hear her whimper for more.   

“You’re so close to coming again,” Lena noted with pride, her grin wicked as she rubbed her heated cunt over the slippery tip of Kara’s cock. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were in a rut.”  

“I’m not in a rut,” Kara confirmed, her heels restlessly digging into the bed as she tried to thrust up to bury herself in Lena’s hot cunt. “Just in love.”   

The tension softened out of Lena at that declaration and before she could think to check herself, she whispered, “Me too. Hopelessly.” 

It brought a touch of a smile to her lips and she rocked her pelvis over Kara, getting off to the shimmering tenderness in the alpha’s eyes.   

Her clit brushed against Kara as she undulated back and forth, her mouth open and jaw stiff as she felt an oncoming orgasm. Kara must have sensed it too and thumbed between her pussy lips, finding the reactive bead of nerves and stroking it until Lena shook.    

After that, it was a contest of who could be more insatiable and Kara sat upright with Lena still in her lap, their bodies tightly entwined as they coordinated their efforts. Kara’s hands slipped around her waist and Lena embraced her, sliding an arm around her shoulders. Their tantric position pushed Kara’s cock in so incredibly deep that it was almost like they were inseparable. 

“I want to make love to you every day.” Kara whispered into her lips and Lena could feel the emotions radiating off the alpha like heat. So warm and comforting that Lena melted into it, her body rocking with subtle undulations that pulled Kara’s cock deeper into her cunt. They were a sweaty and come-covered mess, wearing all of their desire down their thighs.  

Lena knew her lipstick was smeared and she must look a sight, because she could see it all over Kara’s neck and chin.  

Despite her appearance, Kara was still staring at her with hooded, lustful eyes and holding onto her like she might just be the best damn thing in the universe.  

God, it fucking killed her to be treated with such open, loving tenderness.  

Kara mistook the tears that filled her pale green eyes for happiness, because she kissed her, and praised her, and settled her soft palm over the swell of her belly to declare sincerely, “You make me so happy, Lena. I can’t wait to grow our family together.”  

Lena blamed the sensuality of the moment, and the perfect way Kara’s cock rubbed into her cunt for the sudden way her spine arched. The orgasm rippled through her core, strong and lasting, and spread outward to her limbs as she went boneless in Kara’s arms. Spasms continued through her pussy, and she squeezed tighter around the alpha’s cock until she milked the release out of her with a raspy moan.  

They didn’t stop.  

They couldn’t stop.

Kara’s unwavering love had burst a dam within Lena and all of her fears and worries poured out.  

She needed the pleasure Kara selflessly gave her to keep afloat, so she latched onto the alpha.     

Lena was desperate to prolong the moment between them for as long as possible to fend off the harsh truth that their relationship was broken because she was still broken.     

She kissed Kara fiercely, put enough heat into it to brand her love onto the alpha in the hope that it would make it stick and rode her harder.  

The smack of her thighs as she bounced on Kara’s lap almost drowned out the soft panting gasps she pulled from her and Lena wanted it all, every breath, every moan, every sigh, now more than ever. Lena cupped Kara’s cheeks to drink each of them down, to burn the whole day to memory.   

“More. I want to feel you, Kara, get me pregnant,” Lena whimpered desperately, giving Kara the fantasy because she knew she couldn’t live up to the reality — that all of this with Kara was temporary at best, in spite of the claim the alpha held over her. It made it all the more painful when she begged, “Make me yours forever.”  

Kara lifted her and carried her while sliding Lena’s cunt up and down over her girth. From the rambunctious thrusts, Lena found it difficult to wrap her legs around Kara, or do more than pant and moan. The alpha sank in deep only to hold her like that, as if to make her aware of just how full she was, and Lena remained suspended with every thick inch of Kara absolutely buried in her.     

Knotting together like that was an experience that made Lena shake uncontrollably and her teeth chatter from the orgasm that Kara’s cock forced out of her with continued motion.   

She screamed from it like she never had before, so loud that she was certain everyone on their floor heard her, and Kara’s enormous knot pressed her length into Lena’s pleasure points. 

Lena’s pussy contracted again and again from the slightest of movements and Kara’s hands moved to push at her backside to ensure she came hard.   

They stayed like that for hours, Kara’s knot never diminishing in size because her occasional thrusts made her release again, and it was the sheer amount of seed inside of Lena that eventually caused them to separate. It was just too much for her to take, and it pushed the gigantic knot free of her entrance and then puddled over both of them. 

Kara placed her in the bed to marvel at Lena’s cunt, and she was still so aroused that Lena rubbed at her cock with a few fast jerks. The alpha came all over chest and stomach, and Lena gasped at the way it all splashed over her.   

She whined because she wanted Kara’s knot back inside, and with tremendous effort she worked it back into her cunt.   

“Your knot has never lasted this long,” Lena commented a short while later, when they were in bed in an awkward arrangement of their limbs.   

“I feel really connected with you tonight, and I guess it’s affecting me,” Kara admitted as she rubbed some of her seed against Lena’s breast, using it to stimulate her nipple.   

“You guess,” Lena echoed with a quiet laugh and then leaned over as much as she could to kiss Kara — though they couldn’t quite flex enough to manage it in their current position. She gazed at Kara for a long moment, just a second too long – and then felt a stab of pain behind her eyes that warned of tears.    

“Lena, what’s wrong?” Kara asked, instantly worried and aware of Lena’s fluctuating emotions. Her brows twitched together and she pursed her mouth into a tight frown that she always wore whenever she was upset. 

“Pregnancy hormones,” Lena lied and her lips curved to a small smile as she pressed herself as close to Kara as she could get.   

Kara placed her hand on Lena’s belly and gently massaged the swell. “I should have known. Do you need anything right now? A drink? Are you having any cravings?”

It seemed like Kara’s concern lessened her knot, because it slipped out and the alpha was on her feet as if ready to do whatever Lena asked of her. 

 
“I’m just going to take a fast shower and afterwards you can share your éclairs with me.” Lena smirked and hurried away to the bathroom before Kara could catch sight of even a glimmer more of sadness in her eyes.   

She stepped foot in the en suite, only to hear Kara’s Superwatch make a noise and then she found herself eavesdropping on the alpha, who paced restlessly as she took a call from Alex.   

Lena ran the water at the faucet to make it seem like she was cleaning up instead of listening, although she distinctly heard Alex’s complaint.   

“Kara, something is going on with her,” Alex insisted forcefully through the line. “I don’t know what, but I swear to you, I followed Eve Teschmacher into L-Corp and it seemed like she’s been working there for Lena. I’m not questioning your judgment on this. I’m just begging you to make it make sense.”  

Lena froze and then lifted her own phone, which was still tangled up in her clothes from when she removed them earlier. She tapped in her passcodes and checked her messages with Hope, then she opened up her app.    

For a full minute she stared at the screen in silence, unable to process the information about the threat levels and unpredictable behavior in National City. She blinked and opened her mouth in a silent cry as she saw her name was at the top of the list. She was the biggest threat in National City.  

It was clear she required a more drastic intervention, and her fingers trembled as she notified Hope that she would come into the lab straight away to take care of it.