Half God, Half Devil - Chapter 2

Earth Prime, Current Timeline
 

Lena had fallen into several new habits after her most recent fight with Kara – the first of which was her tendency to wake up in the morning and make her tea just the way Kara liked it, with two lumps of sugar and a heavy pour of milk. The second habit was to check Kara’s dating profile on the UpSwipez app a few times per day in between tweaking her algorithm, or waiting on Lex to call. The last and most damning habit involved lying alone in her bed at night and rubbing herself to the memory of Kara giving her the ultimatum.

That strong tone of voice Kara used should have only angered Lena, but unfortunately the confrontation also aroused her to the point she could barely concentrate. She was determined not to let Kara off the hook so easily, and to prove to the alpha and all of her friends that her intentions were as pure as always, but Lena’s progress had been slow and her libido inexhaustible.
 

Without even being in heat, Lena was radiating some serious sexual energy, and whenever she ventured out, she attracted the attention of others. She chalked it up to being a woman on a mission and continued to work towards her goals, but a small selfish part of her hoped that it would bring Kara around. 

To her utter surprise, one afternoon it did. Lena came through the door to her apartment and had no sooner dropped her bag than she spotted Supergirl on her balcony, looking down over the city and letting her hair whip in the breeze. 

While the Super was distracted, Lena slipped in behind her bar and emptied the rest of her bottle of single malt Scotch into a tumbler. She squinted at Kara through the window, confused by how different she seemed in those moments when she was unguarded.
 

Kara appeared to have a sneer on her face and a peculiar aloofness about her that worried Lena. 

Lena took a few more swallows of her drink, then fixed the cuffs on her Reiss Lily blouse and straightened the vest she wore over it. She approached Kara cautiously, opened the glass door to her balcony and waited to be noticed. 
 

“Come to lecture me again?” Lena asked in a low voice, softer and sweeter than intended as her eyes shined with hopefulness. 

How could she begin to tell Kara that all she wanted was for her to acknowledge that there was chemistry between them, that their friendship had always felt like much more than that?
 

Lena would forgive if only Kara said the right things — if only the Super demonstrated that she knew the betrayal had cut so much deeper coming from her.
 

If Kara was capable of understanding why she still hurt from it, then Lena would be more than ready to overlook some of the lies. 

She was on the verge of saying something about all of that when Kara turned, just enough so that Lena could see the long blonde hair around her very different face. Kara no longer had bangs, and she wasn’t wearing the bright, fire engine red lipstick that she seemed to favor lately.

“Kara?” Lena whispered doubtfully and took a step backwards into her apartment, pivoting to run just as Supergirl grabbed her arm.

This was unquestionably Kara, but not her Kara, and she screamed as the Super lifted her up with no effort at all to carry her into the living room.

“You’re not Supergirl.” Lena accused the imposter immediately when she deposited her on the white leather sofa. “Where is she, what have you done to her?” Lena demanded, her scowl a perfect mask that hid the fear that spread through her until it permeated the air, pungent and sharp.

The imposter sniffed the scent and tipped her head to the side with a slow smirk. She let her gaze trickle down Lena suggestively, and then she shrugged as though bored. “First of all, I am Supergirl,” She announced proudly, an arrogant slant to her lips as she stood in front of Lena. “You can think of me as the Kryptonian you deserve.”

Lena opened her mouth, then closed it again as she tried to unpack that statement.
 

Kara seemed undeterred as she carried on, her hand lifting to count off as she spoke, “Second, I’m not going to hurt you - well, not unless you ask nicely. I know how you like it rough.” The new Kara whispered, and Lena felt goosebumps rise along her pale skin as she swallowed thickly.

“Why are you here?” Lena asked, a tremor in her voice as she observed this Super.
 

Her mind was buzzing at the clear lecherous interest that this Kara had in her and she couldn’t help but react to it, wrong as it was to feel excited. She longed for Kara, and her mind and body couldn’t distinguish between the woman in front of her and the one her heart had latched onto over the past several years. Her pulse thumped wildly with a mixture of fear and desire that clouded her better judgement.

“I wanted to see you.” The imposter declared, and sat down beside Lena, so close that their thighs were pressed together and the scent of the alpha wrapped seductively around her. She reached out to clasp Lena lightly by the jaw and brought her face closer to look into her eyes curiously. “You’re different,” She mused, her thumb ghosting over Lena’s lower lip with the kind of familiarity that shook Lena to her core.

Lena shot off the couch before she did something ridiculous and flipped open the watch Kara had given her for emergencies. She pressed the button and spun to face the imposter with a victorious glint in her eyes, expecting Kara to burst in any second. When it didn’t happen, Lena pushed the button again, then again as the imposter laughed.   

“Guess she’s doing something better than flying over here.” The imposter announced with fake pity on her face. “While we wait, why don’t you sit down and tell me why the mere sight of me on the balcony before got you wet, when you supposedly hate me?”   
 

Lena stood in silence, her tongue pressing against the backs of her teeth as she struggled to form a logical response to that. She narrowed her eyes at the offensive Super, but ultimately took a seat on the chair across from the sofa. 

“I don’t hate Kara, I just hate that she doesn’t trust my intentions after I’ve proven my willingness to help in a crisis situation over and over again.” Lena couldn’t help but pout and glare at this strange Supergirl, noting all of the minor differences – the part in her hair, the gloss on her lips and the casual way she made herself at home.
 

“What’s it to you, anyway?” Lena snapped as she watched Kara stroll over to her bar, helping herself to a ripened plum and shining it on her suit before biting into it. “How did you get here? Are you part of Kara, a copy, or are you somehow from another universe?”
 

She could have accused her of being someone with ill intentions, except Lena smelled that this was Kara — the alpha’s scents were distinct and would be hard to match. Still, Lena didn’t totally rule it out, considering she had been deceived for years.
 

At the same time, Lena wanted this to be Kara. This conversation intrigued her, because her Kara would never speak to her so candidly about sexual attraction. 

Her Kara would never suck on a plum like this one did, just for the purpose of making lewd noises. “I'm not part of her, I am her, from a few years ago. I've stepped out of my timeline to come here to make a few adjustments to yours."
 

Lena appreciated the honesty, and it put her a bit more at ease, enough to stop occasionally pushing the button on her Super watch. “What kind of adjustments?” She asked, arching an eyebrow as Kara openly searched her personal possessions, looking into cabinets and drawers.

“Does it matter? The important ones will leave you breathless and begging for more.” Kara spoke with such heat in her gaze that Lena shifted uncomfortably on the couch.
 

By the time Lena composed herself enough to refute that, Kara had wandered off to explore the rest of her penthouse.
 

She hurried after the alpha only to find her in the bedroom, scoping out her lingerie.
 

Kara held up the smallest slip of lace that was frankly scandalous and then turned to admire Lena with obvious growing interest.

“When was the last time you wore this?” Kara asked, her tone sultry as she rubbed her thumb over the fabric.

From the way she was staring, Lena felt naked, but more than that she felt aroused and embarrassed. “That’s none of your business. You have no right to be in here.” Lena snapped, and snatched the garment off of Kara’s fingers from where it dangled.

“That long, huh?” Kara looked at her with amused pity and then stepped closer to prowl around her. “Why don’t you put it on and I’ll help you out with all of the frustration you’ve been carrying around for years?”  She suggested, coming to a halt behind her to grab Lena’s hips, and traced over them until she found the zipper on her skirt.

Kara worked it halfway down before Lena jerked free and jabbed the button on the Super watch for the umpteenth time. She fumbled in her shakiness, long enough that Kara was able to crowd her and stroke her cheek with more gentleness than expected. 

Lena had always wanted to be touched like that, and her eyes slipped shut in spite of a thousand alarm bells going off in her head. She moved, but just barely – and then Kara was behind her again, lowering her skirt down her thighs.



[POV shift]



Across the city, the Kara Danvers who belonged in this timeline was in the middle of a crisis. She had no sooner stepped into the DEO than her watch started going off with every person she knew trying to contact her.
 

It confused and panicked her to see Lena reaching out, and Kara wondered if this was the big moment she had been waiting on — if Lena was finally choosing to forgive her.
 

She expected it all to go a little differently after imagining the scenario a million times. The current situation where she was torn in multiple directions all at once hadn’t occurred to her. 

In hindsight, it should have – especially because she was accustomed to constant disruptions in her personal life.
 

What she never could have anticipated, however, was Lena would call for help from her apartment at the same time that she was standing in the middle of the DEO.

Kara glanced at Lena and then down at her watch and wondered if it was broken.
 

Lena stood at the stairs in the central part of the building, wearing a tier-sleeved black dress with her hair down and wildly crimped like she didn’t care to brush it that day. She seemed even more pasty than usual, especially with her signature red lip as she sneered at Kara.  
 

“Supergirl, I should have known you’d be the last to show up to my little party,” Lena called out, flicking her hungry eyes over Kara and letting them linger in the spots where Kara’s suit fit a bit more snugly.
 

Kara stood with her legs further apart almost on reflex, and only noticed after the fact that she had changed her posture when Alex sent a curious glance of warning her way.

At a long delay, Kara realized that Brainy and Sam of all people were standing off to the side with Lex and keeping his arms trapped behind his back.

Kara bristled as the threat registered and Lena smirked down at her imperiously. “I wouldn’t make any sudden moves if you want your friends to stay intact.” She whispered, looking very pleased with herself as she inclined her head towards Alex and the rest of the DEO agents, who were still standing in place.
 

“What did you do to them?” Kara asked, finally taking in the tight-lipped scowl on Alex’s face that she only ever wore when she was forced to keep her opinions to herself in Eliza’s house.
 

“I had your little imp keep them in line until you got here. We have unfinished business, you and I.” Lena supplied with a cold smile and flick of her wrist. “Did you honestly think you could escape that easy, Kara? You can’t just bounce around timelines without consequences.” Lena descended the steps with purpose and traced her fingertip over the crest on her suit with scorn. “Some hero you are, running from your problems.” She tsked quietly, her sharp eyes piercing through the alpha’s bravado.
 

“You were trying to kill me.” Kara stressed, her fingers curling into fists at the memory of the searing pain.
 

“And you refused to fight back,” Lena mused, her curious ethereal eyes dancing over Kara’s face as she breathed out, “why is that?”
 

Kara could feel Alex’s eyes burning into her with questions of her own, and the alpha clamped her mouth shut.

“I’ll find a way to loosen your tongue, one way or another.” Lena informed her with a coy glance, and then turned to nod at Brainy. He pulled a bottle from his pocket, and with a flash, Mxy was standing before him.

“Ah, Kara!” Mxy’s eyes lit up, and he moved as if to approach them both, with the same chaotic energy as always. “It seems I may have caused a slight mishap with—"

“Send everyone in the DEO to their happy place, and don’t say another word.” Lena cut in effectively, and Mxy rubbed his palms together, then snapped his fingers with an apologetic shrug.
 

“Bottle him,” Lena instructed, her eyes still fixed on the alpha, as if expecting her to make a move.
 

Kara wanted to, more than anything, but she couldn’t risk the lives of Alex and everyone else at the DEO. She slapped her watch as it flashed again and then felt her stomach sink. Oh Rao, Lena.
 

Brainy carried the bottle containing Mxy out of the room, while Sam marched Lex off to a cell.
 

Every muscle in Kara’s body tightened with panic as she glanced sharply back up at the darker Lena from another timeline.
 

“Now that I have your full attention, you’re going to give me all of the answers I want.” Lena murmured, a sultry sounding rasp to her voice as she tipped her chin up to look Kara straight in the eyes. “Starting with why you’ve never acted on your feelings for me in this timeline.”
 

“That’s why you’re here?” Kara blurted, her tone far less worried than it was before as she laughed awkwardly. “Wow, okay, first of all we’re best friends, and I — I mean it’s—it’s not like that. We aren’t —  I’m not  — why would you even ask that?” She finally managed to sputter once all of her swirling emotions finally settled on one: denial.
 

“Is that so?” Lena mocked, pulling a remote from her pocket to activate the screens in the DEO. “Then how do you explain this?”
 

The sound of moaning filled the building and it took Kara a moment to realize what she was watching.
 

The image of this Lena bent over a desk was suddenly plastered all over the screens, and heat raced through Kara until she noticed the person giving it to Lena was actually another Supergirl.
 

“Turn it off.” Kara croaked, humiliated at how her pulse picked up at the sound of Lena groaning for more.
 

Kara shut her eyes in a pathetic attempt to be respectful, but the arousing sounds of Lena’s moans resonated through her. To her complete embarrassment, Kara stiffened from Lena’s intimate and breathless whimpers. Her cock pressed visibly outward in her suit and she was grateful that no one else witnessed it, apart from this more dangerous Lena.
 

“You’re afraid of your attraction to me,” Lena noted and stepped closer, so that Kara stood in a sea of their pheromones. Waves of scent crashed around her from all sides and Kara moved sideways, weakened and so turned on.

She tried to back away and Lena grabbed her by the arm. The omega lacked the upper body strength to keep her there, but Kara froze from her touch. 

Kara should have been afraid of this Lena’s Kryptonite heart and a confrontation that would lead to her total obliteration. Instead she was more afraid that this Lena would continue to figure out her feelings and motivations.
 

“All this time, you’ve been lying about more than your Super identity,” Lena whispered, and Kara had no words to dispute that, although she stuttered out, “I — I don’t know what you’re talking about” in the desperate hope of playing ignorant. 

Lena leaned forward until their noses almost touched, and then she moved so her lips caressed along Kara’s jawline. She evoked shivers from Kara with her mouth, with what her tongue did and how she sucked at Kara’s neck. 

Kara shouldn’t have broken down so easily, but as she hurried to put distance between them, she blurted, “I’ve seen what happened to us in the best and worst case scenarios and either way someone kills you, or hurts you — and I can’t — I can’t live with that. I’ve been trying to see other people because I know it can never work out between us. I’m not going to selfishly put you at risk just for a few happy years.” 

That long winded confession seemed to satisfy Lena, because she stopped with her advances.

 Lena’s bright eyes burned into her and she smiled slowly, knowingly, before finally lilting. “You explored the possibilities of the past, but didn’t follow any of the threads of what could be in this timeline.”
 

Something about that filled Kara with a strange apprehension, but she didn’t have time to dwell on it as Lena leveled her with a glare and wrapped her arms around her shoulders. “You and I are going on a little trip. You have a lot to learn.”
 

“Where are we going?” Kara asked dumbly, the scent of Lena and the subtle warmth of her body already wreaking havoc on her super senses. She breathed Lena in, despite how much she hated herself for how her body responded to the omega.

“The only penthouse you fly by multiple times a day.” Lena informed her casually with a slow blink and stern face.
 

Kara swallowed thickly and shook her head. “No.” She snarled. “I won’t let you hurt her.”
 

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” Lena taunted, her lips grazing the shell of Kara’s ear as she murmured, “We both know you’ve hurt her enough.”
 

Kara couldn’t respond to that — couldn’t shake it from her mind either as she soared through the air.
 

When they landed on the balcony of Lena’s penthouse, the air was laced with sexual frustration and desires, and Kara froze as her hearing picked up the sound of her Lena moaning breathlessly.
 

“Well, go on,” Lena prompted, avidly watching the discomfort on Kara’s face.
 

“Lena?” Kara called out, uncertain on how to proceed as she wandered into the penthouse. She knew exactly where Lena was and followed her erratic heartbeat to the bedroom.
 

Kara faltered in the hallway when she caught sight of Lena sitting side-saddle on her doppelganger's lap. The other Kara made eye contact with her, a smug smirk curling her lips while she thrust her fingers into Lena’s slick cunt. She waited until Kara opened her mouth in shock before speeding up, and Kara saw how receptive Lena was to it, how she clutched to the other Super and groaned wantonly.
 

“Lena.” Kara choked out, and the omega finally heard her and turned to glance in her direction, her hips still undulating to take the other Kara’s fingers.
 

Lena had three fingers knuckle-deep in her cunt, and she was riding them hard, almost unable to keep her eyes open from the pleasure. 

Kara’s instinct was to rush at them, to shrilly ask for an explanation—and yet she continued to stare, too dumbfounded to move. 

Lena’s face blushed a radiant pink and with her hair down and carefree, she was even more beautiful than usual. She practically bounced until Kara’s doppelganger stopped her, and hammered into her with such force that Kara could hear how wet she was inside.
 

It brought out Kara’s most jealous impulses and she stormed forward to confront Lena. “Why – why  are you doing this with – her?”
 

Kara's eyebrows scrunched together and she tried not to look wounded. It was difficult to balance the sudden rush of painful emotion along with her arousal—more so when her eyes swept down to Lena’s pussy and she took a good look at it.
 

Stretched around three fingers, Lena’s pale cunt had darkened to a shade of pretty scarlet.

Kara’s doppelganger pulled out of her abruptly, but kept her fingers close to Lena’s entrance to hold her open for Kara’s gaze. 

“See what you’ve been missing out on?” The Super asked with a trace of anger in her voice, which reflected in her face as red flashed through her veins like lightning under skin. 

“Red K,” Kara muttered to herself and glanced to Lena with growing anxiety. “Lena, you need to listen to me. This version of me is dangerous. She’s infected with—”

“Red Kryptonite, I know,” Lena replied in the softest tone of voice, and then such burning animosity entered her eyes that it reminded Kara of the hate she had seen before in the eyes of the other Lena. “I have no doubt that she’s unhinged, but she made a move on me, which is more than I can say for you. I’ve wanted you for so long, Kara. I thought you knew.”
 

Kara lifted her hand in a gesture that faltered as Lena regarded her with solemn, pained eyes.
 

“I did,” Kara whispered. 

Kara sucked in a stuttered breath and tried to ignore the pressure building within her pants. Her heart ached but her cock throbbed and she felt a peculiar hopelessness as she rasped, “Lena I — I want you too, but—”

“But you didn’t act,” The other Kara sneered, her fingers once again entering Lena at a furious pace. Stretching her pretty pink lips, she stuffed her cunt over and over again.
 

Lena gave into the pleasure and leaned heavily into the other Kara with her legs spread wide so they could both watch. It was vindictive, and Kara felt a tightness in her chest as jealousy wracked her, but she couldn’t look away.
 

It should be her getting to feel the slick warmth of Lena’s inner muscles. She should be the one feeling every tremor and clench of the omega’s pussy, and giving Lena an excuse to moan so provocatively. Kara was transfixed, rooted to the spot as she watched the other Super finger Lena with just a touch of superspeed to make the omega’s legs shake.
 

From the way Lena’s jaw clenched and how her eyes rolled back, it was clear she was getting closer, and some perverse part of Kara wanted to see it — wanted to know what Lena looked like in the throes of such intense pleasure, even if it wasn’t by her own hand.
 

Kara grit her teeth when the other alpha smirked at Lena, her eyes on Kara as she commanded confidently, “Keep your legs open. Let her see how much you’ve needed your cunt filled.”
 

Lena groaned and did as she was asked, and Kara felt torn by how susceptible the omega was to direction and dirty talk.
 

The other Kara used her thumb to flick Lena’s clit and the throaty groan it evoked from Lena sent a shameful jolt through Kara.
 

“You want to come around my fingers, don’t you Lena?” The infected Kryptonian prompted, and much to Kara’s dismay Lena affirmed it by rasping, “Yes.”
 

“Ask nicely,” The other Kara demanded, her thumb lifting off of Lena’s clit to make the omega squirm and buck for more contact. Lena smelled desperate, her pheromones wild and wanton and Kara inhaled them greedily.
 

“Don’t stop,” Lena whined, her hips undulating to get the friction she needed with such abandon that slick spilled down the other alpha’s thigh in a glossy sheen. “Please, make me come, make m-uhhnn--”
 

The other Kara thumbed Lena’s clit quickly, her fingers still forcefully thrusting into the omega’s reddened hole while Kara stood by and watched.

Kara’s cock throbbed and pushed obscenely at her suit, and she stared in a daze at Lena’s cunt until she sensed movement behind her.

She saw the shadow at her feet on the floor, and turned to face Lena of the other timeline—who opened the back of her suit, and then pulled it down with her as she sank to her knees. 

This bold, different Lena had no hesitations about grabbing her cock and pulling at it with full-fisted strokes.
 

Lena was skilled with her hands, but it was her mouth that got Kara groaning as the omega began sucking on her cock. 

It happened so fast that Kara trembled all over from it, almost falling down as the omega forced her shaft deep into her throat. The gentle caressing of her tongue contrasted so much with the lashing she gave it along the head where Kara’s arousal beaded. 

Lena had a way of pulling with her lips, hollowing her cheeks as she slurped and leaving Kara in jitters of excitement.
 

“Ohmuhh—Rao, Lena, wait,” Kara whined, placing a hand on the top of her head to try to slow the onslaught of extreme emotions and endorphins that this act brought. She needed to gain control over this situation, but she could feel herself weakening with pleasure.
 

Kara glanced back at Lena, her Lena, and all of her senses worked against her because she could imagine her cock buried deep in the omega. She would have come like that, if not for how her Red K infected twin was staring, maintaining eye contact while ravishing the person she loved more than anyone.
 

Aggression and jealousy passed between the two alphas, fierce and mutually felt. The other Kara reacted to the filthy moans coming from the dictatorial Luthor, who was on her knees and furiously bobbing her head over Kara’s cock. 

 
Kara stared at Lena, whose eyes were tightly shut, and when she opened them the omega noticed the Lena from the other timeline. It shocked Lena enough to slide off the lap of Red-K infected Super, and she stuttered out a quiet and broken “No” upon locking eyes with her darker look alike. Somehow Lena already seemed to know who she was, as if she felt it intrinsically or deduced it based on appearances alone.

The palpable tension in the room heightened when Red K Kara shot up to grab the darker Lena’s hair and snarled viciously into Kara’s face, “She’s mine.” Red veins lit up her skin as she shoved Kara back with such force that she slammed into the wall and then she was hoisting the darker Lena up by her throat to growl, “Don’t ever touch her like that again or our deal is over.”
 

“Technically our deal still stands. She is you, after all.” The darker Lena smirked at Red K Kara, infuriating her further until the Super moved with lightning speed to pin her over the bed with her face pressed into the plush duvet. She tore her dress in her haste to slam herself into Lena, shredding the material and reddening her ass with heavy hands that squeezed in a punishing grip.

“Tell them you’re mine to fuck, that only I get to have you like this.” The alpha demanded, every rough thrust pushing a soft groan out of the omega’s throat like a whispered confession.

The darker Lena locked eyes with Kara across the room and her lips curled in a smile, her face flushing as Red K Kara bottomed out inside her. The longer she stayed silent, the harder the infected Kara fucked her and it left a twisted, depraved hunger inside Kara to see how much that Lena enjoyed the brutal slam of Red K Kara’s hips.
 

“Say it or I’ll stop.” The alpha hissed from between clenched teeth, and pulled out to leave Lena empty and wanting. Kara was astonished at how well that worked, because the darker Lena caved at the loss of contact and grudgingly grunted out, “Only you get to fuck me raw.”

 
Kara shared a startled look with her Lena, who looked positively mortified at how this version of herself was so shameless. It didn’t seem to matter that just a minute ago Lena had been content to be fingered while Kara watched, and the Super experienced another wave of jealousy as she stared at Lena, naked and dripping in her slick.
 

Red K Kara never moved, and the scent of sexual desperation filtered through the air as the darker Lena glared over her shoulder. “Well what are you waiting for?” She lilted, her low tone threatening as she stayed in position with her ass invitingly pushed up.
 

“I’m not sure you deserve it.” Red K Kara informed her with a sneer as she glared at Kara. “Maybe I should leave you frustrated to teach you a lesson.”

The darker Lena ran her fingers through her curly, tangled hair and then turned onto her back with both legs hanging from the end of the bed. She removed her heels, lifting her feet one by one to open the straps, and behaving like she could care less about Red K Kara’s lessons.
 

It was these very casual, indifferent actions that launched the infected Super’s hand at her throat.

Red K Kara held her firmly, and Kara took a step towards the bed to intervene— but her own Lena reached out to grip her arm. 

“Don’t stop them. She wants it,” Lena mumbled, as if ashamed of her predilections, and then directed her eyes towards the floor. “You’d know that if you weren’t too frightened to act on your feelings, but what else can I expect from someone who lies for years because she’s a coward?” 

Lena tipped her head to the side and regarded Kara with a critical glare, then bent over to grab her panties and skirt from the floor.

Kara’s hands twitched at her sides, balling into fists, and then she flew at Lena to impulsively pull her close. She tightened an arm around Lena’s waist and then her mind suddenly caught up with her body. It was too late to back down, so her eyes just drifted to Lena’s mouth and then she nuzzled into her, breathing in the light perfume along her neck. 

“I was a coward, and all along my greatest fear has been losing you,” Kara shakily croaked out, her chin wobbling as she admitted to all of her secret longings. “Everyone I love is at risk. You’re the one person I really love, the woman who I’m in love with. I thought if I could just be your friend, it wouldn't put you in danger but you've never just been a friend, Lena. I'm tired of fighting how I feel for you.”

Kara’s eyes strayed towards the bed, where the darker Luthor was spreading her legs for her Red-K infected double.
 

She should never have agreed to accept Mxy’s help, to mess around in other timelines, and now she would have to deal with whatever consequences came her way because of it — but with Lena tremulous to the touch, and softening in her arms, all Kara could think about was selfishly indulging her wants.
 

Kara’s hand roamed down to grip at Lena’s breast, rubbing a nipple to see how it pebbled just for her. She got carried away in groping Lena, over enthusiastic because she had spent so long dreaming of the privilege of touching her.
 

“If you’re done having your little moment, why don’t you just fuck her?” Lena’s voice traveled from the bed, confusing Kara for a moment as she glanced back to the Lena in her arms.
 

The omega was staring at her, a dark eyebrow quirked to silently ask if she was finally going to let go and give in to all of her baser urges that she had locked up inside herself.
 

The sound of the other Lena’s wet cunt being filled at a rapid pace had Kara’s cock twitching, and the Super inhaled the heady scent of sex and pheromones that filled the air. She let instinct guide her before her mind could convince her to hold back, and moved with inhuman speed to hoist Lena up by the waist.

 
Kara brought Lena down onto her hard cock with a hedonistic groan and forced her entire thick length into her hot cunt without stopping. The rational side of her brain switched off, and her animalistic nature took over as the silky wetness wrapped so snugly around her erection.

 
Lena’s head fell back, a keening whine escaping her throat as she experienced being full of the Kryptonian, and for a precarious second neither of them moved. It felt better than Kara had ever imagined, intense and scorching. Kara’s hands landed on Lena’s ass, possessively gripping as she dared to raise her up a few inches and slide her back down as she groaned, “Rao, you’re so tight.”

 
They both shuddered at the sensation and Kara did it again, her cock throbbing as Lena’s cunt clenched around her and forced a thick jet of come out of her. She would have felt embarrassed at how prematurely she came, but her cock stayed rock hard and Lena didn’t seem to mind as she moaned in surprise.

“I want more,” Lena whispered, her arms wrapping around Kara’s shoulders as their mouths met in a heated, insatiable kiss. Lena was biting at her lips, and Kara had never felt so wild with lust as she backed her into the vanity and began to pump her cock into her with slow, sensual thrusts.

 
“Harder,” Red K Kara snarled, and Kara locked eyes with her in the mirror as she pounded into the other Lena with such aggression that something primal responded inside Kara.

“Let her feel how powerful you really are.” Red K Kara directed, “Fuck her like she can take it, like you’re not afraid to hurt her.”
 

The infected Kara was showing off, relishing how Kara’s eyes lingered on the darker Lena moaning so wantonly as she wrapped her legs around the other Kara’s hips and cried out in ecstasy when the Super sped up her thrusts and kept her pinned to the bed with a domineering grip around her throat.

Kara felt herself slam harder into Lena and her gaze landed back on her omega to see how she gasped and groaned for more. Lena latched onto her, her nails digging into her skin as Kara rattled the whole vanity with her harder, faster thrusts that spilled slick out of Lena’s tight, reddened hole.

Jealousy, love and desire all tangled into one as Kara moved with more purpose, determined to erase the feel of Red K Kara’s fingers from Lena’s mind as she plunged her girthy cock into Lena roughly. “You like having me inside you?” Kara rumbled, far less crude than her counterpart.

“Fuck, Kara. Yes.” Lena gasped, the tendons in her neck as taut as piano wire while her legs trembled and restlessly tried to find purchase on Kara’s moving hips.
 

“Is this what you’ve needed from me, Lena?” Kara husked while she fell deeper into her desires and gave into her urges. She took the omega with rough, full thrusts that spread her soft pussy lips, and Kara marveled at the sight of how wide Lena’s glistening hole had to stretch to accommodate her.

Lena’s head lolled back and she arched as Kara pounded into her, slapping her thighs and resoundingly opening her cunt. Her quiet vocalizations of pleasure came with warm breaths against Kara’s ear. 

“Yes,” Lena cried as Kara kissed over her clavicle and her sculpted shoulders.
 

Seed rushed out of Lena when Kara pulled back to glance between her legs. The mess clung to Lena’s pussy lips, thick and white, and Kara pushed back into the omega.
 

Lena’s breasts bounced as Kara pushed faster through her tight inner muscles. Kara sank her rigid cock into Lena, struggling with the last few inches, but still burying them inside of her until she felt the warm weight of the omega fully on top of her erection. She groaned from it, forcing herself even deeper until Lena was whimpering.

 
“That’s it, use her cunt, fill her with your come,” Red K Kara urged, while rocking into her own Lena and holding her by the jaw. 

 
Lena seemed so affected by the language her doppelganger was using, so turned on by the things Kara had always been too shy to say.
 

 The infected Kara left her omega lying on the bed, and came over to give some more hands-on coaching, reaching out to grip Lena’s thigh. She rubbed Lena’s clit while Kara thrust into her, then stepped back to whisper in Kara’s ear. “She’s so desperate for you, and I know you want to fuck her harder.” 

 
It was true, and though Kara struggled to admit it, her body moved of its own accord to fulfill the need within her. She spent so much of her time worrying about how other people felt and how to restrain her powers around them that she had started to hide herself in more ways than she ever realized. Kara didn’t want to hurt Lena, but there was no denying that she had a perverse desire to leave her aching.
 

The Super would never define herself as a selfish person, and certainly not a selfish lover, but she craved to take her own pleasure as if finally being inside Lena so intimately was her right. Like Lena was hers and only hers, to be used as she wanted, however she wanted. They fit together better than Kara could articulate, and some twisted thrall had her alpha emerging with fierce, demanding thrusts.
 

Lena was whining for her, jaw slack and eyes glassy with lust and Red K Kara smirked at the sight of her. “Look at her loving this. All this time you’ve been fighting and she just needed her cunt filled.” She gloated, running her hands over Lena’s full breasts to squeeze roughly as the other Lena came up beside Kara to whisper seductively, “Nobody else can fuck her this good, only you. So do it.”
 

“Show her you're the strongest alpha. Treat her like she’s yours to mate and breed.” Red K Kara insisted, her eyes darker than the night and just as mysterious.
 

The provocative filth that poured out of her counterpart’s mouth had Lena mewling in agreement. Kara could feel how much it thrilled the omega when her slick cunt clenched around her cock, imploring Kara to give her everything.

“Don’t ask,” Red K Kara whispered, the devil in Kara’s ear encouraging every hedonistic thought in her head. “Just take.”

“She can feel how much you want it,” The darker Lena whispered, her sultry tone intoxicating as she reached between Kara’s thighs to tease her fingers over the base of her shaft as she rocked faster. “She wants it too.”
 

Red K Kara snarled in warning and the darker Lena retracted her hand with a cold smile and wrapped it around her cock instead. She stroked the infected Super with a firm hand and placed her other hand over Kara’s back while she fucked Lena with powerful, full thrusts. She drew her nails down the perfect skin and shared a smirk with Red K Kara when Lena arched suddenly, her body going rigid as she groaned, her first orgasm leaving her trembling in Kara’s arms.

“Keep going,” The darker Lena goaded. “She’s not spent yet.”

“Put her on the bed,” Red K Kara demanded and pushed the hair away from Lena’s neck as Kara lifted her from the vanity.
 

Kara kneaded Lena’s ass cheeks in her palms while she carried her to the bed and positioned the omega with her ass in the air. She spread Lena’s pussy open with her fingers so they could all see the come inside the omega.

Red K Kara moved onto the bed in front of Lena, pushing her cock into the omega’s mouth when she raised her head to glance at her. 

“Look at how I suck you off,” The darker Lena crooned in Kara’s ear, scraping with her teeth at an earlobe. “I’m so hungry for your come, Kara, and I would spread my legs for you wherever, whenever. Fuck my tight little cunt. Fuck me good and hard.”
 

Kara seized ahold of Lena’s hips to drag her closer, and then she reached forward to push Lena’s head down on her doppelganger’s cock. It shouldn’t have aroused her so much to witness her Lena with a huge cock in her throat, but it did – and Kara came again with a low grunt while the wicked Lena continued to share her raunchy desires. 

 
Warm rivulets of come poured into Lena’s cunt, and Kara rammed into her faster just to force it out of her. She had to back off for a few seconds to avoid knotting, and then became relentless with her thrusts.
 

Lena’s noises were raspy and loud, with Red K Kara’s cock popping free of her lips as she took more of Kara’s seed deep inside of her. 

 
“Praise her,” Red K Kara commanded, catching Lena by the jaw to force the omega to look into her eyes. “Tell her how grateful you are to receive her seed.”

Lena groaned, and every rough smack of Kara’s hips jolted her forward. The sound of her used cunt filled the room as she breathlessly exhaled, “Thank-thank you, Ka-ah-ra.”

“We both know you can do better than that.” Red K Kara announced, her eyes landing on the other Lena. “Try again.” She whispered, tightening her hand around Lena’s throat. 

Without being able to form words, Lena used her cunt and Kara groaned as the rippled muscles clamped around her cock with needy contractions.
 

The darker Lena grasped Kara’s hips to still her movements, her soft lips and warm breath tickling her ear as she whispered, “Make her work for it. Let her show you just how slutty she can be when it comes to you, Kara.”
 

Lena whined in discontent, the scent of her desperation unfurling in thick waves before she began to rock backwards to force Kara’s thick cock into her tender cunt. She moved slower than the alpha, the slick, wet noise of her hole lewd as Kara watched, captivated by the sight of Lena fucking herself with her cock. It was a beautiful, depraved sight. Lena’s puffy come covered-pussy lips were stretched wide and the glistening cherry reds of her labia and cunt had Kara moaning.

“That’s more like it.” Red K Kara grinned, and loosened her grip to let Lena suck in air. She beckoned her own omega over and when the darker Lena refused to move from Kara’s side with a haughty raised eyebrow, the infected Super rushed to snare her around the waist and drop her onto the bed in front of her look alike. She gripped her by the hair and forced the darker Lena onto her knees to unceremoniously stuff her mouth full of cock.

The Super clasped her hands around the back of the darker Lena’s head and fucked her throat. To Kara’s surprise and arousal, the other Lena appeared to be bobbing her head to take more, her soft, throaty groans just as needy as the sounds coming out of her Lena’s mouth.

Kara came again, right behind Red K Kara as she watched the omega swallow down a mouthful of seed and then slurp at the leaking tip of the other Super’s cock.
 

Lena raised her ass up higher, and turned to glance at Kara with flushed cheeks and lustful eyes. “Give me your knot Kara, I can take it,” She begged shamelessly. “I’ve wanted it for so long. Don’t deny me now. Please.”

Lena’s cunt fluttered around her, pleading just as much as her mouth did, and Kara drilled into her with more frantic speed. She draped over Lena, wrapping an arm around her chest to keep her close so she could rock into the omega until her cock was buried in her.
 

Panting in harsh gasps, Lena clawed at the blanket, her fingers uselessly clinging on as Kara put all of her strength into fusing their bodies. 

 
Beside them, the darker Lena was moaning around Red K Kara’s cock and popping her lips noisily over the thick-rimmed tip. 

Since Red K Kara’s hands were free, she stroked a few curly strands away from the omega’s face.
 

“Good, just like that,” The Super instructed, pulling at the wicked Lena’s hair with a firm tug that got her attention. “Take me in deeper.”

Kara threw herself into every thrust until Lena’s ass was red from the collision of skin against skin.
 

At the base of her cock, her knot began to rise and she came explosively, much more than before, because some subconscious part of her wanted to seal an abundance of her seed inside of Lena. She stuffed Lena’s cunt with the wide knot and then curled around her, listening to the omega’s ragged breathing. 

There was a radiance that burst through Kara, a warm glowing contentedness from finally knotting the omega she loved. Every part of her body felt it, hummed from it, and for a few precarious seconds there was nothing else except Lena wrapped around her. They were one, completely, indefinitely, their connection spanning across the cosmos.
 

Kara wondered if Lena experienced the same sense of awe, wondered if the erratic beating of her heart and the boneless way she melted into the bed was an indication of the epiphany that their bliss caused, an awakening that Kara couldn’t ignore.
 

“Lena…” Kara whispered, and nuzzled into the nape of her neck, inhaling her scent as her teeth scraped over the sensitive flesh. She wanted to claim her, she wanted to bite down and mark the omega so that everyone knew she belonged to her, that she would always belong to her. And maybe she would have, if the moment hadn’t shattered into chaos around her when the darker Lena rose from the bed with a self-satisfied smirk and dressed in one of Lena’s navy suits that Red K Kara held out for her.
 

Red K Kara was suddenly wearing glasses and a polka dot shirt and shoving a familiar leather wallet into her pants’ pocket.
 

“What are you doing?” Kara demanded, twisting to follow the pair of them, but she couldn’t move without hurting Lena, who seemed so sated that she was out of it. “Stop! You can’t—”
 

“Oh but we can.” The other Lena exhaled in a hushed voice, and reached out to smooth down Red K Kara’s shirt collar with a look of pride. “You’ll be indisposed for at least an hour, and by then?” She smirked coldly, her eyes glinting as dark as the infected Super’s narrowed eyes. “Everyone will believe that you’re the imposters in this timeline.”