V's Not Just for Victory - Chapter 3

Commiserating with her team in the new diner Super Grills should have brought a sense of camaraderie, but as Lena picked at a platter of dirty fries, she didn’t feel nearly as sad or defeated as the rest of them. She still buzzed with sexual gratification and her mind kept drifting to Kara, despite how she tried to stay focused on the conversation.
 

The anticipation of seeing the alpha later that night had Lena preoccupied with thoughts of what they might do alone together, but unfortunately the flush of heat that warmed her cheeks was strong enough to arouse the suspicion of her teammates.
 

“What’s going on in that head of yours?” Sam asked and leaned heavily into Lena’s side to grab a few of the cheesiest fries she could find. “You’re not eating your feelings like the rest of us. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were stuck on someone.”
 

Lena laughed harshly and elbowed Sam off of her with a sharp glance. “While the rest of you are wallowing, I’m… strategizing.” She avoided Eve’s curious eyes as she tipped her head to the side at that statement.
 

Lena really was strategizing — just not exactly about the game tomorrow. She was planning how to set up her dorm room so that it exuded maturity, confidence and optimized her sex appeal. It would involve changing her sheets, putting on something a little naughty, and hiding anything she owned that could look embarrassing.
 

Candles were out of the question because she seemed to lose coordination around Kara and she had no desire to flambé her possessions.

“Oh yeah, so what’s the plan?” Sam asked, eager at the chance to plot the Alphas’ demise.
 

Lena didn’t bat an eye. “Subterfu--”
 

“—uck me,” Sam cut in, her gaze trained on the door with a look of exasperation. “Why are they here?”
 

Lena felt the beginnings of dread creep up her spine, and she turned in her seat just to witness Kara push through the doors with a bright, shit eating grin on her face. The rest of her team followed her, laughing and talking as Lena groaned, “Celebrating.”
 

“Of course they are, the asshats.” Sam grunted under her breath.
 

Kara looked so different outside of the competition; her golden hair was down and she wore a tight fitting short sleeved button up shirt that brought out the color of her eyes and showed off her muscled arms. It matched well with her faded, ripped jeans that left little to the imagination.
 

All of the moisture dried up in Lena’s mouth and she pressed her thighs together.
 

“Did you just moan?” Eve asked with a bit of a laugh and Lena kicked her under the table.
 

“I made a noise of discontent.” She lied, mortified that she had made any noise at all without even realizing it.
 

Before she glanced up, Lena knew that Kara’s eyes were on her and the heat within them had her heart racing. She turned back to her table and ignored the way Eve tracked Mike in the most obvious way she had ever seen.
 

“Eve, do not invite him over,” Sam blurted as Eve openly waved at the alpha to get his attention.
 

Mike grinned at her in return and made a move to come their way, but Kara intercepted the encounter by tugging him into the line so they could all order.
 

“I was just being friendly.” Eve muttered innocently, and Lena squinted back at her with a look of condescension.
 

“He’s hot!” Eve disputed and then sighed when Sam made a gagging noise.

“He’s a tool. Speaking of tools, what size do you think Kara’s is?” Sam asked with a curious glance at the other team captain. “Like, bigger or smaller than her ego? I’m betting smaller. That attitude has to be overcompensating for something.”
 

Lena almost took offense on Kara’s behalf, but then she remembered that mocking the alpha had been her hobby for the last four years. If she didn’t think of something clever to say, she would have been as well to tell her friends what she had done with Kara. 

“I try not to think of what Kara has in her pants,” Lena insisted, even as she was recalling the exact width of Kara’s cock between her thighs and how it rubbed between her pussy lips so pleasurably. She shivered with desire and tried to pass it off as a shudder of disgust.
 

Across the diner, Mike settled down in a booth and beckoned Eve over, and as Sam uttered, “oh hell no,” Eve dashed off, and left them to finish their fries alone.
 

“We should totally punish anyone who consorts with the enemy,” Sam huffed and craned her neck to glare at Eve, who scooted in right beside Mike and began sharing his fries. 

Lena’s laugh of agreement turned into one of nervousness as Kara moved into Eve’s vacant seat across from her.  

“You’re not welcome here.” Sam stated dryly, and nudged Lena who nodded along in distraction.
 

It wasn’t her fault, it was Kara’s, with her stupid face and her soft lips and those ridiculously bright blue eyes that swept away from Lena to take Sam in.
 

“No wonder you lose if all you eat is starch.” Kara sneered, and although she had her own plate that overflowed with a loaded hotdog and fries, she picked at a few from their sharing platter to chew obnoxiously.
 

Sam smacked at Kara’s hand to keep her thieving fingers off their meal when she tried again, and scoffed back, “Yeah well, Lena’s gonna eat you alive tomorrow.”
 

Kara’s grin was positively filthy when she flicked eyes towards Lena, and raised a brow in silent question that absolutely shouldn’t have made Lena wet her lips suggestively.
 

“She means the trophy is ours.” Lena quickly clarified when she caught what she was doing, her voice a little raspy. She could feel the burn of a blush on her cheeks because she knew where Kara’s mind had went.
 

“Yeah.” Sam reiterated, her chin raised and hand extended to point at Kara. “We’re gonna beat you so hard—”
 

“Oh yeah?” Kara smirked, looking from Sam to Lena and back again before dropping her voice to a sultry timbre. “How hard are we talking?”

“This hard,” Lena declared and reached across the table to smack Kara’s arm. If the alpha didn’t stop with all of the innuendo, Lena knew that Sam would catch on to the tension between them. 

It was bad enough that Lena’s heat still seemed to be picking up momentum, and although she had used some perfume to cover up the scents from it, her arousal spread in her panties. Her sexy, wet fragrance must have drifted, because Sam stopped to stare at her and Kara’s lips parted.
 

Lena flushed in embarrassment from it, and ever the supportive friend, Sam was quick to defend her.

“Just wait, Danvers,” Sam warned and leaned over the table to threaten the alpha. “We’re coming for you.”
 

“Yeah, I know, Lena already came for me two – three times.” Kara was so straight-faced when she spoke that Sam wouldn’t figure out the double-meaning, but Lena could have incinerated her with her burning stare. 

With a casual shrug, Kara decided to play with her food, sliding her hot dog through the bun just to taunt Lena. She continued to fuss with it for so long that Lena grabbed it from her plate and ripped it half, then took a vicious bite in warning.
 

Kara looked like she was ready to laugh, but before any sound travelled up her throat, Kate Kane all but shoved Kara further into the booth to sit next to her.
 

“God, they’re multiplying.” Sam muttered loud enough for the alphas to hear.
 

Kate flashed a smirk her way and then Lena caught her eyes wandering. Kara evidently noticed too, because she turned to snarl, “Kate, find another seat.”
 

“And miss out on some captain rivalry? No chance.” Kate rolled her shoulders and ignored the way Kara bristled beside her.
 

Kate kept her stare fixed on Lena and picked up her burger with one hand, “So, Luthor, do you like handling things?”
 

Lena glanced subtly at Kara and then grinned when she saw the way she fumed. Kara’s jaw was hard and her hands were clenched and her face was a furious red. Her jealousy was wildly attractive, and Lena redirected the heat she felt to Kate.
 

“I do,” Lena lilted with a slight quirk of her lips that she let form into a full and suggestive smile as she alluded, “Don’t get me wrong, it can be a challenge, but once I get my hands on something, no matter how hard, I don’t quit.”
 

Kate was staring at her with the same ravenous hunger Kara often had in her eyes, and Lena was proud of herself despite her lack of interest in Kate.
 

“Well if you don’t mind getting your hands dirty maybe you could help me with something ha-ahh!” Kate winced and turned to glare at Kara, who must have hit her under the table.
 

It seemed like they might fight, with the way Kara leaned towards Kate radiating the kind of energy that belonged in a MMA ring, but all the alpha snarled was, “Leave them to eat. Max is calling us over.”
 

“Fine.” Kate sighed, swiping her meal up as she moved out of the booth with a lingering look down Lena’s top. “I’ll see you later.” She promised with a wink and a suave little hand gesture to the side of the diner where they might be able to talk alone. 

Lena played into it by smiling flirtatiously just to see the jealousy on Kara’s face, and then swung her attention back to Sam, who was perplexed by the whole encounter.

Sam dramatically pretended to drop onto the table, throwing her arms out in front of her as if the alphas had drained her. “Please don’t tell me you’re into Kate Kane.” She groaned, but Sam’s curiosity was piqued, and she sat up again to watch the alphas’ antics. 

Kate lifted her burger and ate it while focusing on Lena rather than her teammates. 

“She’s totally staring at you right now,” Sam pointed out and glanced Kate over from head to toe, as if she might be interested.

Lena ignored the alpha table entirely, and delighted in knowing that it would frustrate Kara. “I’m not into Kate, but she’s clearly distracted by my heat and why not encourage her? It could be beneficial.” 

For her sex life, not necessarily for the competition, but Lena left out that important little detail. 

“God, okay, you’re so wicked and brilliant, sometimes I forget that you’re constantly scheming.” Sam faked a little bow in her direction and sipped from her soda. 

“I want you to notify everyone on the omega team that tomorrow we’re going to be merciless and wear our matching extra small white t-shirts.” Lena dictated as she swirled a fry through sauce. She pondered the stupid expressions that would be on the alphas’ faces when they saw all of the omegas lined up for the volleyball event in the morning. 

“Can I recommend that we also wear spandex shorts?” Sam clapped at the idea of it and then pulled out her phone to message their group chat. 

For the next half hour, Lena threw herself into plotting the downfall of the alpha team. She put Kara out of her mind while she and Sam talked over their plays. Sam offered to check in with everyone and do a last minute uniform check, so she headed off after that and left Lena to wait for Eve. 

Lena should have anticipated that Kate would approach her the moment she was alone, but she didn’t expect her to sit back down and slide a vanilla shake towards her with a drawl of, “You looked thirsty and I figured you could use something sweet to keep your energy up.”
 

“I see,” Lena laughed, her attention wavering from her phone as she subtly glanced around. The other alphas were all eating and talking, except their captain.
 

If Kara hadn't been staring at Kate, Lena would have pushed the drink away, but since she had an audience, Lena harnessed all her confidence and smiled back at Kate. “Thank you. That was very thoughtful.”

She knew exactly why the alpha had brought that specific drink over, and could see the interest grow in Kate’s eyes when she wrapped her lips around the straw to suck. Lena felt risky enough to let a little land on her lower lip so she could lick it off, and Kate leaned forward, fixated on Lena’s mouth. The scent of Kate’s pheromones were pleasant but not nearly as attractive as Kara’s, who was visibly grinding her teeth in an effort not to intervene.
 

Lena watched the tendons in Kara’s neck pop to the surface when Kate offered to give Lena her number, and then Kara almost shattered her glass of coke when Lena handed her phone over to let Kate add herself.
 

Lena trailed her finger through the cream that topped her shake and licked it off provocatively, then she excused herself to go to the bathroom.
 

 She managed to check that nobody was in the stalls, then fixed her hair and applied a nice glossy coat of lip balm before Kara barreled through the door in a jealous rage.
 

“You got her number?” Kara fumed, her eyes wild as she stalked over to Lena.
 

Lena shivered pleasantly at the potent pheromones the alpha released and tipped her chin up. “Bothered that I don’t have yours?” She taunted, damn near swooning with desire from Kara’s intense stare.
 

Kara didn’t answer, not with words — the clench of her jaw said more than enough, and then all of the sudden she was on Lena. Her rough hands and possessive fingers threaded through Lena’s hair and she pulled her close. 

Kara kissed her with force, out to stake her claim and make a point that Lena was hers, even if they never outright discussed it.
 

“You’re jealous,” Lena whispered into Kara’s mouth, delirious with need for the alpha as her heat heightened from Kara’s proximity. Kara growled in response, her teeth latching onto Lena’s lip while her hands roamed over her shirt. She palmed Lena’s breasts, tweaking her nipples through the fabric as she situated her thigh between Lena’s legs.
 

Lena whined from it and shamelessly began to grind into the alpha. She throbbed for Kara, her pussy slick and ready for this risky action.
 

Kara’s strong hands landed on her ass and encouraged the roll of her hips as she kissed Lena until she was gasping for relief. Kara’s hands never stayed in one place for long, desperate in their need to feel every part of Lena, and Lena moaned and slipped her arms around Kara’s strong back to keep her close.
 

The sound of Kara’s jarring ringtone burst from her pocket and she ignored it, much to Lena’s delight. The alpha was trailing open mouthed, wet kisses down her throat and tonguing the sensitive spot below her pulse.
 

When her cell went off again, Kara snarled in frustration and finally answered with a snap of, “I’m busy!” Then she frowned, and Lena could feel the tension through her muscles before she stepped back with a look of annoyance. “I’ll be there in a minute.” Kara hissed, and hung up so fast that the voice on the other end was cut off.
 

“Team stuff,” Kara stated vaguely. “I gotta go.” She didn’t seem happy about it, and even though Kara was supposed to be leaving, her hand was still resting on Lena’s waist.

Lena reasoned it was for the best, because if Kara kept kissing her, kept touching her like that, someone would walk in and catch them doing things they shouldn’t do in the restroom.
 

“Okay,” Lena exhaled breathlessly, and tried to calm her beating heart as she shifted in place, feeling uncomfortable in her soaked panties. “See you later?”
 

“9 o’clock,” Kara agreed with a nod, then grabbed her jaw to pull Lena in for last a kiss before rushing off. 

Lena appreciated the extra time to get back to her dorm and tidy the place up before Kara’s arrival.
 

She was so single-minded about leaving the diner that she forgot to check in with Eve, or even to seek out Kate to say goodnight. 

It took her all of a half hour to return to her dorm, strip the beds and rummage through her closet.
 

Lena picked out her lingerie, choosing a tight bra and changing her panties to the sexiest pair she owned. The set was red and sheer in places, with touches of lace along her bust line. 

She brushed her hair and sat down at her desk to run her mascara wand over her lashes, then put on a darker burgundy lipstick.
 

Earlier in the term, Lena had bought a box of condoms, not because she had planned to use them herself, but because three of her friends dared her to do it. At the time, she was embarrassed, but now she felt gratitude that she had been courageous enough in the moment to purchase protection. She opened the cardboard box, and even though it would be a waste, she peeled a condom wrapper open.
 

The latex was a slight bit tacky against her fingertip as she played with it and pressed at the thicker rubber ring that would hold it in place on Kara. She wondered if Kara would hate it and ask her to use an o-ring, or birth control pills.

At nine o’clock, Lena unlocked her door and sprawled out in her bed to wait for Kara while still toying with the condom.
 

Thirty minutes later, Lena tossed it into the trash and reached for a book to keep her occupied during her wait.
 

She reasoned that Kara must have gotten delayed with her team – but then another three hours went by and Lena stopped making excuses. 

Humiliation came over her all at once and she hurried to change out of her lingerie and into her regular night clothes.

Kara had stood her up, either to get back at Lena for flirting with Kate, or because she wanted to win the competition. There was no other rational explanation and Lena would have cried over it had she not been so outraged.
 

She spent the rest of the night thinking of ways to retaliate, and waking up on and off to check her phone. 

The stupid part of her that liked Kara dared to hope that the alpha wasn’t just trying to hurt her feelings and had a good excuse for not showing up. She figured if that was the case, Kara would go to lengths to get Lena’s phone number from Kate and text her — but when she woke up she had no new messages, except from Sam. 

Lena dragged herself out of bed and put on a push-up bra and her tightest, smallest white t-shirt. She grabbed her spandex shorts and tied her hair into a high ponytail.
 

It would have been the next step in her routine to spray herself thoroughly in perfumes, but she decided a light mist would be enough because she wanted to maximize her effect on Kara.  

Being stood up at least put her into the kind of combative mood that she could use to her advantage, and when she showed up at the gym, it was with an attitude and a critical eye.
 

“Where the hell is Eve?” Lena demanded, noting how everyone matched her in their outfits. It was positively lewd, and she smirked at the sight of her team and what a distraction they would be.
 

“We thought she was with you,” Sam sighed, and shared a nervous look with Kelly. “She wasn’t with us last night, so we just assumed…”
 

“I don’t have time to go looking for her right now, so I’ll deal with her later.” Lena snapped. “Where’s our sub?”
 

Winn popped up from behind Nia with a raised hand and pink complexion. He reeked of shame as he whispered, “I uh – I’m not really comfortable dressed like this, maybe I could--”
 

“You’ll wear it, and you’ll get out there and put yourself on display just like the rest of us.” Lena demanded, her sharp tone causing Winn to clamp his mouth shut. He quickly nodded and stood to his full height in the tight white t-shirt and spandex shorts that clung to him in a rather revealing way. “These fools think they’re superior, but we’ll see how well they can play when they have something to look at.”
 

Sam and Nia whooped, and Kelly cheered, getting the rest of the team pumped for the game.
 

Lena turned to glance over her shoulder as the alpha team made their way to the volleyball court, as loud and annoying as ever.
 

Kara was front and center and she had a face full of thunder. Lena focused on her as she strode towards the net with a sneer.
 

Kara finally caught sight of her, and Lena saw the surprise on her face, the slack jawed awe that had the alpha drinking her in.
 

“Lena,” Kara exhaled, stopping short of the net to appraise her with a growl. “Listen, I—”
 

“Save it, jackass.” Lena hissed through her teeth and raised an eyebrow at Kara in anger. “Whatever game you think you were playing ends now, because I’m about to hand you your arrogant ass.”
 

Kara laughed, a startled huff of a sound that was framed in confusion. Her eyebrows drew together, and she squinted at Lena, but whatever excuse she was trying to come up with wasn’t fast enough.
 

Lena spied Kate and waved at her with a bright, inviting smile that had the alpha grinning back at her.
 

“Damn, you look good.” Kate rumbled the second she got within earshot. “I don’t even care if we lose as long as I get to see you wearing that.”
 

Kara snarled so loudly that Kate glanced at her in confusion, and then immediately mistook it as a competitive streak. “Sorry Kara. I mean, we’re totally gonna beat them. I was just saying.”
 

Kara clenched her teeth and stepped into Kate’s personal space to growl out, “Get your head in the game and out of her t-shirt or I’ll bench you.”

“You can’t.” Kate shot back, her eyes still roaming over Lena’s curves as surely as her hands would have, if they had the chance. “We’re down a member and I’m filling in. Lucky me.” She murmured almost secretively to Lena with a sly grin. 

“Move.” Kara demanded, her aggression building along with the stench of her pheromones. Kate finally noticed it, and submitted by stepping back with her head tilted to the side.

It pleased Lena on many levels to see her plan working so marvelously, and she gloated over it while she led her team in a round of cheers and stretching.
 

The alphas’ collective reek was proof how weak they were to the omegas’ sexual charms, and they might have spent the whole morning standing around and gawking if their coordinator hadn’t showed up. 

Miss Grant stalked through their ranks and raised her sunglasses to peer narrow-eyed at the omega team. “Those uniforms cannot be up to regulation standards.” She called out, her voice loud enough to travel in the gym.

“If you make them take the uniforms off, can I watch?” Max joked with a smart, dimpled grin and a glance around at his fellow alphas. Barry patted him on the back for his quick rejoinder, but Miss Grant found him less amusing. 

“I’m afraid that would render you even more useless than you already are, Maxwell.” Miss Grant glared at all of the alphas, then hoisted the paper coffee cup she held up to her lips. “Pull yourselves together or we might as well forfeit. Danvers, let me have a word with you.”

Lena was unable to hear the conversation between them, because Miss Grant led Kara aside, but the alphas blatantly ignored Miss Grant’s order. They were all standing close to the net, like fish just waiting to get tangled up in it, and Lena smirked to herself as she assigned everyone positions. 

She put Kelly up front and center because she had a great spike, and Winn to her left to fill Eve’s position.
 

Lena also traded places with Sam, because they were evenly matched in most respects, but Lena’s heat and breasts were sure to make the alphas lose their concentration. 

“I’m really bad at volleyball,” Winn whined and shifted to tug his spandex down his stocky legs. His tiny t-shirt hardly covered his pecs, let alone the rest of his chest. “Honestly, I’m terrible at all sports involving balls.”

Lena snorted at that and pushed him into his spot, not at all about to let Winn out of his duty to the omega team. 

Kara was up front with Max and Kate on either side of her. Their other strong players Oliver, Barry and James were positioned behind them - not that it mattered to Lena.
 

Lena had her eyes set on Kate just to spite Kara, and stretched with her arms above her head to provoke a reaction out of them both right before the game started.
 

It worked perfectly, because neither of them seemed to realize the ball was already in the air when Kelly spiked it. Lena jumped to slap it over the net with enough force that it left her hand stinging, and grinned when Kara raised her hands in sudden panic to stop it from striking her face.
 

The alpha punted it into the air with no real direction and Max jumped for it, knocking it over the net for Winn to hit. He sent it back to Sam, who kept it in the air for Kelly to take a shot.
 

Lena chose that moment to flaunt her pheromones and smile at Kate, then smirked when the alpha’s attention focused solely on her, and not the ball that bounced at her feet.
 

The omegas let out a cheer in victory. As Lena glanced around at all of her teammates, she also peeked over at Kara, who was yelling at Kate while the rest of the alpha team fumed from their bad start to the game.
 

“I can’t believe how well this works. Why the hell didn’t we do it before?” Nia laughed, and high-fived Sam, who nodded in agreement.
 

“Maybe because it’s kind of cheating?” Winn murmured under his breath, and tried again to pull at his extra tight t-shirt.
 

“Please, it’s hardly our fault if the alphas can’t keep their eyes where they should be.” Lena would argue for their innocence no matter what, because Kara had slighted her and deserved a loss for it. 

The energy on the court buzzed after that, with the alphas regaining some semblance of self-control to rack up a few points — but Kate had the habit of checking Lena out whenever she had the ball. 

Lena made it a point to exaggerate her movements, so Kate would stare and Kara would inevitably get frustrated. 

Kara took her aggressions out on the ball, hitting it hard enough that it sailed over the net with enough force to almost take Winn’s head off. Winn ducked and Sam dove in to save him.
 

Sam knocked the ball to Kelly, who drove it over the net and earned another point for their team. 

“How does it feel, Danvers?” Lena whispered as she approached the net to get in Kara’s face and brag. “After standing me up last night, there’s no way you’re winning today. I’m sure you thought I’d be so devastated that my focus would be off, but you don’t mean that much to me.”

The crinkle on Kara’s forehead was less hostile and more surprised, but Lena took it in stride as she puffed herself up and stuck her chest out.

“Yeah, okay,” Kara muttered, her jaw hardening as she swallowed down that information. “That’s not what happened, but go ahead and believe it anyway.” She spat, her aggression and arousal in conflict with each other as her nostrils flared at the scent of Lena. Kara’s pupils were blown wide as her gaze lingered on the omega’s cleavage and she stepped closer to the net.

Whatever else Kara was about to say was cut off by Kate whistling at Lena, and though it was a bad idea to encourage Kate’s advances, Lena still blushed from the attention, and a smile curved her lips that couldn’t be faked.

Kara snarled under her breath, the rage on her face animalistic as her lips pulled back over her teeth. She swung towards Kate and for a fraction of a second, Lena thought she was going to punch her, but she barked commands instead and the game continued.

Every hit Kara delivered was harder than the last, and twice she managed to score with a pointed sneer directed towards Lena. She didn’t say anything, but Lena could feel the energy of the silent fuck you and returned it tenfold.
 

Lena riled the alphas by accidentally tipping some of her water down her chin and tight white t-shirt when they had a spare minute between rounds, and even from across the court Lena could smell the outrage and jealousy of Kara, just as strong as smoke.

Kate messed up more times than she managed to hit the ball, and when the omegas pulled ahead by three points, Kara looked ready to tear Kate’s head off.
 

“Will you stop staring at her tits and focus!” Kara yelled, loud enough to draw laughter from the alphas and the ire of Miss Grant, who promptly dragged Kara off the court to lecture her about appropriate language.
 

It only served to piss Kara off all the more, if the disdain on her face was anything to go by.
 

Lena couldn’t wait to taunt her the second she stormed close enough. “Looks like we’re all tired of your shit, Danvers. Maybe you should sit this one out. Cool off that hot head of yours.”
 

Sam laughed and clapped Lena on the back, and Lena smirked smugly as Kara strode closer to hiss in her face, “We can’t all play dirty like you, Lena. Some of us have standards.”

“Do you really want to talk about my standards right now when you’re the one who does nothing but laugh and attempt to humiliate me? You’ve been trying to psych me out from day one, and we both know how underhanded some of your tactics have been.” Lena should never have blurted that out because it was proof of just how much Kara affected and upset her, but mysteriously Kara’s attitude shifted after that. 

Kara’s face softened, all aggression slipping away as she turned towards her team and called them in for a huddle. It lasted only a few minutes, and when they broke to return their spots, the alphas put in more effort to compete.
 

They still lost in the end and it was a landslide win for the omega team, but Lena had no chance to boast about it before Kara vanished into the locker room. 

The omegas enveloped her in a group hug, and by the time Lena extracted herself from the celebrations, Kara was long gone.
 

Lena had planned to be nothing but cold towards Kara for the rest of the week, and yet she found herself back in her dorm room later that night sitting in front of the box condoms at her desk. 

It might have been impulsive, but she put on her jacket and shoved a few condoms in her pocket, then left to search out Kara’s room in the alphas’ temporary dorms.
 

The dorms usually belonged to lower classmen who were away visiting another sister school, and it amazed Lena how much the building was changed with so many alphas in close quarters. Lena breathed in their pheromones and her heat made her feverish as she climbed the stairwell.
 

It took her a while to search through the halls for Kara’s room. She read all of the signs on the doors, which listed off the names of the alphas who would be staying in them. To her incredible luck, Kara had been assigned a single suite, so Lena breezed into it without knocking.

 

Two things struck Lena at once: Kara’s room was surprisingly tidy, and the alpha was sitting on the bed cross legged with a journal in her lap.
 

When Kara realized it was Lena who had entered her room, she wedged the pen inside the pages and flung the journal into her closet so fast that it took Lena a moment to realize what she had just witnessed.
 

 “Were you writing?” Lena’s tone was more accusatory than she meant and Kara reacted like she had been caught masturbating.
 

The alpha shifted uncomfortably, but when she got to her feet to sneer at Lena, her cocky attitude was back in full swing as she declared, “No of course not. I can’t even read. I’m just a dumb jock.”

Kara’s sudden self-deprecating remarks were unusual and a crinkle of confusion formed between Lena’s eyebrows as she stared at the alpha. “Dumb, maybe. But are you sure we can even call you a jock after that awful performance this afternoon?”
 

Her rude comment aggravated Kara, but underneath all of the conflict was the same strong sexual tension as always—and Lena breathed it in, filling her lungs in slow inhalations that expanded her chest.

“Listen, you’re the one who stood me up last night, so you have no right to be furious when I’m just giving you a taste of your own medicine.”  Lena emptied her pockets to show Kara the condoms as proof of how serious she had been about spending a night together. She flung them, not caring where they fell, just to emphasize her point. 

Kara worked to loosen her stiff jaw when the condoms landed on her desk, then she laughed. “Right, yeah, because I’m the one taking other people’s numbers and flirting in front of your face.” Straightening to her full height, Kara’s eyes narrowed as more words tumbled out of her mouth, revealing more than she probably intended. “For someone who claims I mean nothing to her, you have a pretty screwed up way of showing it.”
 

Lena felt her blood pressure rise, or maybe it was just her heat affecting her pulse, because Kara’s pheromones were all over her the way she wished the alpha’s hands would be.  

“You’re one to talk.” Lena huffed out as she moved into Kara’s personal space. “Playing games on and off the field.”
 

Lena saw the alpha’s pupils dilate, the sky blue fading to something darker as Kara breathed in the fragrance of her heat, and her eyes dropped to Lena’s lips.
 

Kara snapped out of her haze a moment later when Lena’s words must have registered, and she grabbed the condoms to push them back into Lena’s hands with heavy, unsteady breaths that seemed caught between jealousy and anger. “Don’t forget these on your way out. I’m sure Kate will appreciate them.”

Lena wore her emotions plain on her face, with a pinched lip of disgust and eyes that expressed disappointment. “I wanted to use them with you. Pity you didn’t come to my room.” 

That honest statement made Kara pause and then all of the sudden they pounced on one another, kissing furiously to shut the other up. Kara shoved her back against the door and Lena gave her a push in return towards the bed as they wrestled off their clothes.
 

Lena yanked off her top, and while Kara thumbed open her bra, she tugged the alpha’s pants down.
 

Ripping a condom wrapper apart, Lena only struggled when it came to rolling it down Kara’s thick erection. She pushed it over the head of Kara’s cock, but the latex popped off into her hand.
 

Kara wrangled it back into place and tried to move her boxers further down her thighs, but Lena was too eager to wait for that. She removed her skirt and hiked her panties down, then spread her legs over Kara’s lap. 

The tip of Kara’s cock rested at her entrance and pushed at the delicate part inside of her that proved her lack of experience. Lena thought she would just sink down and let Kara open her up in one fast thrust. She could already imagine it and her thigh muscles clenched from the thrill.
 

Her wet cunt teased over Kara’s hot head, which prodded at her until Lena suddenly backed down. She scrambled off Kara’s lap, too flustered to explain to herself.
 

After all she and Kara had done and experienced together, Lena didn’t want to impulsively rush into sex. She wanted more from Kara than to just use her as an outlet to work off sexual frustrations.
 

 Lena’s libido screamed at her not to stop, her pheromones and the throbbing ache inside of her strong enough to bring her to her knees. She stumbled onto them at the end of Kara’s bed, in front of the alpha, and then whispered out the truth. “I want to have sex with you, Kara — but I also really want you to like me.”
 

Kara blinked down at her as if stunned and then shook her head with a sigh. “I thought it was pretty obvious that I like you, Lena.” The alpha squinted, her lips twitching as she no doubt tried to express herself meaningfully. “Not just this, but you – as a person.”
 

“You mean that?” Lena whispered, feeling oddly vulnerable in ways she was loath to admit even to herself as she stared up at Kara with shining, soft eyes. Kara surprised her by taking her hand, of all things, and threading their fingers together.

The alpha rolled her eyes with a slight smirk but then her attention settled back on Lena and she confessed, “I like our team rivalry because you have a sharp wit, not because I want to humiliate you. You’re funny when you want to be, and you’ve proven that you’re a strong leader. You challenge me, more than any other captain did.”
 

Lena could only stare at Kara, lips parted as she chose to believe that this was the truth, because Kara was opening up to her with that same guarded expression as before that screamed that the she was just as afraid.
 

Not that Kara would likely ever admit it, but from the way the alpha’s thumb traced over hers, Lena saw it as a tender if silent way of sharing her feelings. Feelings that ran a little bit deeper than just lust.
 

Lena must have been staring at her for too long, because Kara shifted and muttered, “It’s not like I wonder what your favorite color is and the kind of movies you watch.” She bluffed, then paused, her lips twisting as she reluctantly amended, “Alright, maybe I do, but so what? You make me ha—”
 

Lena lunged at her before she even realized she was moving, her fingers pushing into Kara’s golden hair to silence her with a kiss that was far sweeter and slower than the ones they had just shared.
 

With no shame, Lena pushed Kara back, following her onto the mattress with the same bold attitude she had when she walked in.
 

 “For the record, it’s green, and I like sci-fi,” Lena whispered into Kara’s lips, and shuddered when she reached down to situate Kara’s erection between her pussy lips. She rolled her pelvis, gliding her warm cunt over the stiff shaft that pressed into Kara’s abdomen.
 

 Kara groaned when Lena moved, and then settled her hands on Lena’s waist when she sat up to work her hips. Watching Lena with hooded and lustful eyes, Kara palmed her breasts with firm hands.

It might have been her heat, but Lena was extra sensitive to the thick veins on Kara’s erection and she pushed her cunt a little more insistently to get every ridge to rub her at a better angle. Her huffing breaths came faster after that, her mouth perpetually open as she rocked. She knew what her body needed and with the condom on Kara’s cock, it all seemed so possible. 

Lena deliberately teased her cunt and worked herself up until she was flushed in the face. Her eyelashes drooped as she began to feel torpid and heavy limbed.

“Do you want to put it in?” Lena rasped, so curious to find out how Kara would feel pushing inside of her.  
 

“Not yet,” Kara softly grunted, like it pained her to resist as she continued guiding Lena’s hips. “You’re not ready yet.” She molded her hands to Lena, tightening her hold as their motions became more erratic. 

Lena whimpered a half coherent protest, but Kara won her patience by thumbing at her glistening clit.
 

Soft, sultry moans dripped from her lips and she watched the alpha’s face for every trace of pleasure that flickered over it. Lena experimented, rolling her hips along Kara’s full length and then concentrating more towards the tip as she leaned forward, her hands finding purchase on Kara’s shoulders. She shamelessly rubbed her slick cunt harder over the tip of Kara’s cock while Kara stimulated her clit with the pad of her thumb.
 

Lena gave into instinct, moving with purpose while enjoying the sight of Kara beneath her. The alpha’s toned body was taut under her fingers and the more Lena rocked, the more Kara let out short groans that sent shivers through Lena. Her arousal drizzled over Kara’s cock and kept Lena’s cunt slippery, and she whined when Kara took the lead and held her hips steady.

“You like feeling me between your legs.” Kara rumbled, her tone a few octaves lower from lust as she pushed her thick length between Lena’s pussy lips. It wasn’t a question so much as an observation but Lena found herself nodding regardless.

“I like feeling how hot you are,” Kara divulged, her cock straining as she thrust upwards to leave Lena breathless. “I want to watch you come like this.” She husked, her alpha instincts amping up with their sexual desires.

Lena’s drives were all in agreement and she was determined to chase the sublime feelings that only Kara gave her. Her clit pulsed from the friction of Kara’s cock teasing it swollen.

Kara pinched at her nipples as she moved, thorough in how she stroked Kara’s length with her cunt. She arched, her body fluidly rolling over Kara as she let all of her urges lead her.
 

Nothing else mattered but the palpable heat and hard cock between her legs, the buzzing sensations that made her all the more passionate. Her lips slanted in a pout of concentration and she gasped as she took what she needed from Kara. It almost sated her, the pleasure that left her cunt grasping inside and her chest heaving. She moaned, crying out quietly as she threw her head back and shook with throes of satisfaction — but somehow this release was unlike all the others, and Lena began to feel the fuller effects of her heat from it.
 

It seemed essential to have Kara inside of her, even more so when the alpha jerked underneath her and filled the condom to the brim with seed. Lena watched Kara twitch, all of her abs pulling tight as she tried to sit halfway up. Kara groaned, reaching out to squeeze at Lena’s backside, dragging her over her erection a few more times. 

The warmth of Kara’s come still radiated through the latex, and Lena slid her leg over Kara so she could get a closer look at the condom. It fascinated her to see just how much Kara had to give, and after Lena peeled it off to discard it, she brought her lips to Kara’s cock to get a taste of her pleasure. 

She had no idea what she was doing, but her mouth fit over the wide tip and her lips seemed to stretch perfectly when she tried to push more of it into her throat.
 

Kara let out a startled groan and tangled her hand in Lena’s hair, pulling her off after a few seconds with a wild, hungry look about her. She wiped Lena’s lip with her thumb to rid her of the traces of come, and then took a moment just to breathe.
 

The alpha’s scents must have spoken to a deeper, biological imperative in her because she suddenly desired Kara in a way that seemed irrational and all consuming.
 

Lena moved to wrap her lips around Kara again and the alpha held her back with a rumble. “Slow. I’m sensitive after I come.”
 

When Lena nodded eagerly, Kara loosened her grip in her hair and Lena guided the swollen tip of Kara’s cock back into her warm mouth. She sucked with gentle, puckered lips and rolled her tongue over the groove at the top.
 

Kara trembled from the attention and Lena tried to fill her mouth in her enthusiasm. She sucked harder, until her cheeks ached from it and Kara let out an almost strangled whine, simultaneously trying to pull herself free while her hips bucked upward for more.
 

Lena must have been handling Kara’s cock a little too roughly, because the alpha gripped her forearm and exhaled harshly. “Watch me,” She wrapped Lena’s hand looser around her erection and used her small fist to pump the length of her shaft with fuller, lighter strokes. “Just like that.” Kara encouraged and let Lena’s hand go so she could explore.
 

Following suit, Lena ran her fist over Kara’s cock and the alpha stiffened against her palm.
 

She brought her mouth closer to Kara’s cock, and Kara threaded her fingers through Lena’s hair with a breathy command. “Use your lips and tongue first.”
 

Kara guided her head, pushing her down just enough to take the purple tip of her erection while her hand jerked firmly. Small beads of desire pooled along the groove and Lena lapped at them wantonly, moaning at the salty tang that burst over her tongue.
 

“God, you’re so good at that.” Kara groaned, clearly enjoying the show as Lena began to wrap her lips around the head of her cock to suck enthusiastically. Lena began to pump her lips over the top of it and Kara played with her breasts, palming them firmly and tweaking her nipples to make her whimper.
 

 Lena’s blood felt like fire scorching through her veins, she was feral with need, and she whined when Kara suddenly lifted her up and away from her cock.
 

“Come here,” Kara demanded, the sultry growl of her tone sparking the submissive wants of Lena’s omega as the alpha hoisted her onto her knees and lay back to position her over her face. “I need to taste you.”
 

Kara wrapped her hands around her hips and pulled her down powerfully. Lena gasped at the sudden, languid heat of Kara’s tongue gliding between her sensitive pussy lips and shuddered when the alpha teased her innocent cunt. 

Lena’s knees were on either side of Kara’s head and she faced her cock, which was still trickling clear drops of desire. She kissed Kara’s tip, letting the stickiness gloss her lips while the alpha took care of her pussy with oral attention.

Kara’s tongue caressed along her slit, from her wet entrance up along the smooth inner muscle to her node of pleasure. Lena trembled as Kara let into her with faster licks, until her clit was aching and inside she was pulsing. 

 
“I want you.” Lena shyly admitted and stretched her hand out to pick up the other condom she brought. “My heat is already so strong, and if I wait a few more days, it’s going to drive me crazy. I’m ready to lose my virginity. I want you to pound me.”

 
Those were the most vulgar words she had ever uttered aloud, but Lena was shameless in asking things of Kara. Her cunt was begging for it, clenching every time Kara’s tongue found her opening and the sheer, thin obstruction that prevented the alpha from easily pushing inside. 

“Is it the condom?” Lena whispered and nuzzled into Kara’s cock, giving it another inquisitive lick to see how it hardened for her. “Would you prefer not to wear one?”
 

“Lena…” The alpha sounded tortured, and from the way her cock visibly throbbed, it was clear that Kara wanted to be inside her. Lena’s cunt squeezed in anticipation, her heat influencing her as she swirled her tongue over the head of Kara’s cock and sucked lightly.
 

“Do you think about it, Kara?” Lena’s sultry tone came natural in her current state and she breathed warmly over the alpha’s cock to watch it strain towards her lips. “About being the one to take my virginity? Being the first to ever feel me inside? I can tell you’d want to be bare. You want to feel me completely wrapped around you.”
 

Kara obviously indulged in the idea of it because the way she groaned into Lena’s cunt was enough to excite shivers down Lena’s spine.
 

“I bet you’ve thought about coming inside me.” Lena rasped, her breathy exhales quick and sharp. She had thought about it more than she probably should have — Kara’s sticky warm essence flooding into her and how it would feel sliding back out.

 

Kara sucked on her clit, lavishing her swollen bead with firmer strokes of her tongue, and Lena knew she was getting off to the thought of it as she worked to get Lena off in return.
 

Lena moaned from the pleasure that bolted through her belly and core as she experienced a powerful release in Kara’s mouth. Ecstasy raced through her bloodstream and she groaned, “You want to see me filled with your come, don’t you, Kara?”
 

With a pained grunt, Kara finally husked, “Your first time should be better than this. Special, even. Not rushed in the moment.”
 

Some part of Lena wanted to be offended that Kara was refusing her offer, but a far greater part of her was touched that the alpha would rather wait to make it feel right.
 

Nice as it was, it didn’t quell the desperation that had Lena rolling her hips to ride Kara’s face. She needed something more, something that would sate the ache inside of her of wanting to be filled.
 

“Take me in your mouth,” Kara directed, and raised her hips up to try and find Lena’s lips with a restless thrust. “I want you to suck on me again.”

Lena opened her mouth for Kara’s cock, and took it so deep into her throat that she gasped and coughed softly when she pulled back. She needed to pace herself, so she focused on just the head of Kara’s cock, rubbing it against the inside of her cheek while she slurped firmly. Her tongue curled under the soft rim while her lips puckered, and then she coaxed more of Kara’s length into the tight muscles of her throat.
 

 Kara became more stiff from it, and Lena sucked with dedication, manipulating the alpha’s cock with quickened motions. She forced her mouth as far down Kara’s shaft as it would go.
 

As she picked up on the rising tension and strain in Kara’s cock, Lena sped up more and groaned. Thick, pearly seed poured out of Kara and Lena swallowed down a few mouthfuls. She was unprepared for so much, and moved back to let the rest shoot against her closed lips and chin.
 

Huffing quietly as she caught her breath, with her face aglow from what she had just done, Lena swung herself off of Kara. 

 She cuddled into Kara’s side with her head tucked against the alpha’s shoulder, and Kara rubbed her back while still occasionally jerking from the strength of the orgasm.
 

 “What if we plan a special night tomorrow?” Lena proposed, leaning up on her elbow so she could look down at Kara and study her reactions.

Kara searched her eyes for a long moment until she seemed satisfied that Lena was sure. The alpha didn’t ask her, perhaps because she sensed it would be insulting, so Lena relaxed into her warmth and waited for her to speak her mind. She felt safe curled into Kara, and despite any misgivings over how she had been stood up, Lena instinctively knew that Kara wouldn’t mess around when it came to something so important.
 

“I want your number.” Kara stated firmly, her fingers tracing soft and lazy patterns over Lena’s skin. “And I want to know what your favorite flowers are.”
 

“Okay,” Lena whispered, and watched the way Kara exhaled a soft breath as if she had expected some resistance. It struck Lena that this was more than just a fling for Kara, that the alpha was taking it seriously. Like we’re dating, Lena silently mused, an excited burst of adrenaline flooding her system as she grinned stupidly.
 

Kara squinted at her in suspicion, probably expecting Lena to taunt her for asking about flowers. “What?” She murmured, already tense.
 

Lena promptly schooled her features into something more neutral and nestled closer to the alpha, her body temperature still soaring due to her heat. “Just thinking about tomorrow.” She lilted through a smile, her imagination already working overtime.