V's Not Just for Victory - Chapter 1

Rating: Explicit, ABO Dynamics, Alpha Kara, Omega Lena.

Description: Omega National has a reputation for losing every sports' week against their rival school, Alpha Academy. With something to prove and nothing to lose, Lena takes on the role of Team Captain for the Omegas with one goal in mind - ruin Alpha Academy's winning streak and rub it in Kara Danvers' face. Some things prove to be easier than others when Lena goes into heat, but can she keep her head in the game, or will she lose more than just a trophy?  


Tags: #Part 1 of 5, #Oral sex (omega), #Hand jobs, #Enemies to Lovers (they're rivals but they still want to fuck), #Locker room smut. #The characters are all 18+

Lena could list all the grievances she had with sports’ week until she turned blue in the face, and Kara Danvers would be at the top. Every. Single. Time.
 

It was bad enough that the Alpha Academy was always pitted against her omega team in this yearly competition – but that insufferable, arrogant blonde got under Lena’s skin more than the splinters on the old, wooden bleachers did.
 

Somehow, despite all of the money the Luthor family donated to the private omega institution, it never seemed to be funneled into sports. It always reflected in the performance of the omegas whenever they faced the Alpha team.
 

The only consolation was that this would be Lena’s last year competing against Kara, because they both graduated in a few months, and then Lena would never have to see Kara’s smug smirk again. Which was why she felt so determined that Omega National would win the stupid tournament, because there would be no way for a re-match, and it would plague Kara that her winning streak was smashed in her final year by an omega.
 

Lena had planned it all out. She spent months meticulously forming a chart of the strengths and weaknesses of everyone in her class team, and she had moved them like pawns in each hypothetical game to ensure the best outcome.
 

There would be no ridiculous chants, no pointless cheering – only merciless victory, because for once she was the team captain, and Kara Danvers was about to find out she was a force to be reckoned with in any competition.
 

On the afternoon of the first game, the bus filled with Alpha Academy students pulled up and Kara was the first to get off. She was already sneering as she glanced at the building, and the rest of her rowdy team rushed off the vehicle, yelling and shoving each other as they made their way to the soccer pitch.
 

From Lena’s vantage point, she watched them walk closer, and turned to her team to assert, “Don’t listen to a thing they say. We stick to the plan I laid out and we win today. That will throw them off for tomorrow. They want us emotional and unfocused, but we’ll show them that Omegas are better than any Alpha claims to be.”
 

“What if we lose today?” Eve asked under her breath. “They’ve always won,” she added when Lena glared at her.
 

“You’ve never had me as captain.” Lena reminded her team and raised her chin up to level them all with a confident look. “I’m going to lead us to the victory we deserve and you had better believe it. They think they’re the best because they were born as alphas. Let’s show them how wrong they are.”
 

Lena’s team let out a whoop of excitement, just as Kara and the rest of the alphas ventured onto the field.
 

“Cheering because you made it onto the grass?” Kara asked through a smirk. “I guess it’s the small victories you guys have to look for, because they’re the only ones you’ll have.”
 

Sticking her nose haughtily up in the air, Lena glanced over her shoulder at Sam and Jess, who were doing their best to make her look good. They were kicking a soccer ball around and ignoring the reek of the alphas who ogled them and laughed. The rest of her team stood solidly behind her and Lena never felt prouder.

Kara’s eyes roamed over Lena and lingered on her chest where the captain sigil was clipped. “Nice pins.” Kara drawled, and the rest of her team laughed.

Lena could have incinerated Kara with her glare. She did a quick sweep of her enemy’s outfit, trying to find any reason to mock her. She settled on the new alpha school crest, which was an unidentifiable animal on a green background. “I would say nice ‘crest,’ but I can’t even tell what that is. It looks like a bald, ugly weasel.”
 

 “I bet you have a lot of experience with those, since you date betas.” Kara remarked, looking smug and unfazed. Someone on her team barked laughter and Kara grinned in Lena’s face as her alpha friends crowded around her to intimidate the omega team.
 

 A few omegas shrank back, and Kara gazed down her nose at them as if they weren’t worth competing against. She raised her chin and stared right through them as she led her team through their ranks, forcing the omegas to scatter before they got trampled.

Lena tried to silently signal for her team to hold their ground, but the alphas took over the field to practice without her friends putting up much resistance. 

It frustrated the hell out of her, especially when Kara began to run drills. She stalked up to the alpha, close enough to catch a whiff of strong pheromones.
 

“I’m going to ask you nicely to get off my grass,” Lena calmly stated. “We reserved the field until 4 o’clock, then it’s your turn. We worked out this schedule weeks in advance to avoid any confusion. Your academic coordinator should have passed that information onto you.”
 

Kara barely glanced at Lena as she kicked the ball with enough force to send it down the other end of the field. 

“I don’t care how you ask me, we’re not going anywhere.” Kara turned to give her another once over, then stepped into Lena’s personal space. “Why don’t you ask her about it and stop bothering me?”
 

Before Lena had the chance to speak, Kara raised her hand to signal to their coordinator, who would be overseeing their trip to Omega National. The stern woman made her way over with sharp strides and lowered her sunglasses down the bridge of her nose to snap, “Is there a problem?”
 

“Miss Grant, this one doesn’t want us practicing until 4 o’clock. She says you should have informed us that they reserved the field.” Kara spoke matter of factly but her eyes glinted with something devious as she stared at Lena.
 

“Is that so?” Miss Grant turned her hawk-like gaze onto Lena as she waved a hand in the air. “Miss Lunar,” she sighed in exasperation and rolled her eyes. “I’m sure you can kick a ball around on the other end. You hardly need the entire field for one team. It is built for two, after all.”
 

“Oh, sure, we have to share, but last year when the competition was held at Alpha Academy, we had to stick to a very tight practice schedule.” Lena huffed, and gave up on her argument with the academic coordinator before it even began. 

Lena composed herself, and decided to take matters into her own hands by kicking the ball away from Kara. She stole off with it down the field, and her team cheered at her.
 

The omegas ran after her, and Lena experienced a small head rush of victory, at least until she glanced back and saw Kara gaining on her. 

The alphas had plenty of other balls to use, and the omega team could easily pick any other, but it was the principle of the issue that made Lena determined not to give it back. 

“Well, if I can’t kick you in the balls one way, I’ll do it another,” Lena crudely called over her shoulder at the alphas. She wore a triumphant smile and arched an eyebrow at Kara. 

Kara’s face only hardened as she sprinted after Lena. The chase had the omega team laughing, but Kara had complete focus as she rounded on Lena and swiped the ball out from under her. She passed it straight to Barry, who had flanked her down the pitch, and he booted it down to Max.

 “I think we just saw the best you’ve got,” Kara husked, her eyes intense and pheromones potently obnoxious. “No wonder you need all the practice.” She bopped Lena on the nose with her fingertip for good measure and jogged off with a laugh.

Lena seethed as she watched Kara’s quick-footed moves and the power behind her working muscle. She wanted to lash out, but instead she whistled to bring her team in close. They needed to review their best maneuvers. It shouldn’t take long, except nearly all of the omegas seemed to be more interested in observing their fierce competition. They looked disheartened. 

It might have been underhanded, and Lena hated herself for it, but she decided to lead her team in a series of stretches. That grabbed all of the attention of the alphas, who were far too distracted to continue their practice.
 

Lena moved into a full bend, grabbing an ankle and lowering her head near enough to the ground. Even upside down, she noticed Kara’s eyes on her, riveted and unblinking.

The alphas herded together, a pulsing mass of pheromones and sexual tension that evidently only had enough blood to power one head at a time, and it certainly wasn’t the one on their shoulders right then. One of them – Lena was pretty sure he was called Mike – pushed into Kara to get a better look at her. Kara snarled at him in warning and used her elbow to shove him off. He got the hint and turned his attention to Eve instead, and Kara resumed staring at Lena as if she was mentally undressing her.

An embarrassing thing happened next and Lena jolted upright so fast her vision faded out. 

Although it wasn’t due for another three week, she felt her heat spontaneously set in. The instant arousal that pooled in her panties brought a blush to her fair skin.

It would have been weak to rush off the field, but with Kara devouring every inch of her with her eyes, Lena struggled to act casual. 

If Lena’s fellow team members noticed her scent, they were polite enough to keep it to themselves, and she forced herself into another lunge. Concentrating on her breathing, she calmed herself and deepened her stretch to show off.

If the wind hadn’t blown in Lena’s direction, the chances of Kara or any of the alphas noticing would have been slim until the game had started. But luck wasn’t on Lena’s side, it seemed, and Kara caught her scent on the breeze. She could see Kara sniff subtly, her chin lifting as she inhaled. Kara’s eyes widened as she realized just what she was smelling, and she drew her lower lip into her mouth hungrily.

 “I check my phone for two minutes and suddenly you’ve all forgotten what you’re meant to be doing.” Miss Grant intoned, unimpressed by the way they’d grouped together to do nothing. “Don’t just stand there. Get moving. You have a game to win and you can’t do that if you’re drooling on your shoes like mindless fools.” She paused by Kara, and muttered dryly, “I expected more from you, Kara. You’re supposed to lead your team to greatness, not gawking.”
 

Kara reddened, though whether in embarrassment from being caught staring, or humiliation from Miss Grant reprimanding her in front of everyone, Lena couldn’t tell.
 

Kara tore her eyes off of Lena, and pushed Mike forward to break him out of his trance. The others snapped out of it and Kara barked orders to get them back to practicing.
 

With the alphas putting extra effort into ignoring them, Lena found it much easier to go over all of her plays with her team. She called them in immediately and their entire session went much more smoothly than she expected after that. 

Her team performed just as skillfully as the alpha team, if not even better now that they no longer had anyone scrutinizing them. The time went by fast, but Lena made the most of it.  

 

As the stadium lights flicked on at dusk, she knew they were going to win. They needed this win more than the alphas, and most of them were more agile, even if they were outmatched in weight and force.


As observers filed into the stands to watch their game and a referee appeared, Lena directed the omegas over to the sidelines. She stole a glance at Kara, who paced around her teammates and gave each one of them last minute tips.  
 

 When they stepped onto the pitch again, Lena followed the custom to approach the other captain and shake her hand. “Kara,” she smirked. “May you have even worse luck scoring on the field than you do romantically.”
 

 Kara grinned and shook Lena’s hand with a firm grip. “Good luck keeping your shorts dry, Lena. I can’t wait for the crowd to think you’ve wet yourself.” The rivalry between them was a force in and of itself, but Kara stepped back and looked to the referee, and made the call for heads. He tossed the coin and pointed to Kara, and she smirked at Lena as if this would be the first victory of many.
 

The whistle blew, and Kara booted the ball off to the right side for Alex to take. When Sam from the omega team flanked her, Alex passed it off to Barry.

It surprised Lena how fast Eve moved in to steal the ball. It might have been because Eve was the last person on either team that anyone would expect to gain a point, but she made it all the way down the field to the goal. Mike tried to guard, but Eve lobbed it by him.
 

“Hell yeah, Eve,” Lena shouted out, even as she trembled a little with delight and adrenaline.
 

As she raced by Kara, Lena noticed that a few other alphas were distracted by her scents. Not that she deliberately used that to her advantage, but she did find that when she was involved in kicking the ball to her team members, the other alphas focused on her ass. When that happened, Kara seemed to get snarly and more aggressive. Lena found that curious.
 

Either Kara was just that annoyed with her dimwitted teammates, or she had an attraction to Lena.
 

“Focus!” Kara snapped at Max, her face furious as she bolted past her teammates to get ahead of Lena. She looked wild on the pitch, her blonde hair swinging over her shoulders and eyes narrowed in concentration.
 

Kara intercepted the ball when Nia tried to pass it off to Eve and pivoted with it. She kicked it so forcefully that it sailed through the air back up the field, and straight over Barry’s head as he launched himself up to header it.

 
“Get it!” Kara yelled out, and frantically pointed. 

The ball landed, and rolled straight over the touchline. Kara let out an angry growl as the referee blew his whistle to signal that Lena’s team had a throw-in.
 

Kara muttered under her breath as she jogged back up the pitch, and glared at Lena as if it was her fault.
 

“What was that you said, Danvers?” Lena asked and took a few steps backwards to follow Kara. Then she gestured to Sam to handle the throw-in. Her ponytail swished against her neck as she whipped her head around to glare at the alpha.  
 

If not for her sex appeal, Lena knew that some strong words could have been exchanged between them, but her perfume seemed to intoxicate Kara. 

Lena loathed herself for dwelling on that, and how for a split-second, she could imagine a much different relationship between them when they stared at each other. 

 
“I know it’s a hard concept for you to grasp as an alpha, but sometimes using more force isn’t the answer,” Lena pointed out, lecturing more than gloating while her teammates kept the game going smoothly around them.
 

“I get the feeling that concepts are the only hard thing you ever get to grasp.” Kara fired back. Her steely gaze betrayed her as it darted southward, and then she ran off in pursuit of the ball as the omegas tried to play it back down the field.
 

Barry swooped in to redeem himself and tackled it from Sam, but his pass didn’t make it to Alex.
 

Eve cut in to take charge of the ball and sent it off to Lena before the alphas had the chance to intercept it.
 

Kara tore down the pitch to try and defend the goalie. Mike was looking at Lena more than the ball, and Kara bared her teeth at him to snap him out of it.

It was useless, because from nowhere, an omega named Kelly sprinted by Kara, and Lena made a pass straight to her.  
 

With fast footing, Kelly ran around Mike and sent the ball into the goal. Kara groaned in frustration.
 

Lena’s seductive scent continued to divert the alphas’ attention from the game. It almost became too easy to run around them and take the ball, and Lena made the choice to hold back so their victory could be a fair one. Her team did an outstanding job of compensating for her as she stayed to the side of the field.


While the game went on around her, she had her own private match going on with Kara. They had a glaring competition that only ended when Nia passed the ball to her. Lena ran with it, but a hulking alpha named James bumped into her hard enough that she fell. 

James seemed less interested in defending for his team and more interested in doing whatever it took to collide with Lena.
 

Locking the ball between her feet to prevent anyone else from getting it, Lena listened to the sound of the foul whistle blow. The referee jumped in, claiming that James had pushed Lena down.
 

Kara looked livid. Whatever she fiercely whispered at James made him shrink, and that was oddly comical since he was head and shoulders taller than her. He looked properly chastised, and slinked off as Kara snarled something else at him, then she hurried over to reach down and help Lena back onto her feet.
 

“That’s not how we play, and it’s not how we win. When we beat you it’ll be fair.” Kara informed her, but there wasn’t any bite to her words as she glanced over Lena, as if to make sure she hadn’t been injured.
 

Kara backed off as Lena was awarded a free kick, and scrambled into action when Lena pelted it towards her team. 

Kara sprinted to get it first, and ran the ball straight up the field, passing it back and forth between the alphas until Max sent it flying and landed them their first goal. Kara looked ecstatic, and the rest of her team yelled out in victory, but they were still behind by one point.

The game continued like this, with each team continually evening out the score, only for the omegas to pull ahead.


In the final minutes, Sam came through and kicked the ball into the alpha goal. Her maneuver put them in the lead by two points. 

As the buzzer sounded to announce the end of the game, the omegas shouted and screeched in excitement. They ran all over the field, embracing each other, and laughing, and congratulating Lena for being their captain.
 

Lena spared a single glance at Kara, but no more than that, because she expected that the alphas would take cheap-shots at her team.

Most of the alphas just seemed weary or horny, based on how they stood and the lustful way they watched all of Lena’s friends.
 

“Let’s take our celebration to the locker room to wash up,” Lena demanded when she saw Miss Grant storm onto the field to criticize the alpha team. She threw her arms around Sam’s and Eve’s shoulders, and her omegas formed a line like that, marching off the field before anyone could ruin their good mood.  
 

In the locker room, the omegas grabbed snacks and drinks and blasted their favorite music while they showered. It was the beginning of a party, one that Lena knew she would have to cut short if she hoped to win tomorrow.

Eve was the first to dry off and dress and she bounced as she made her way to Lena. “I can’t believe we finally won a match and it was all because of you Lena. You really did lead us to victory.”
 

Sam rolled her eyes behind Eve and pulled on her clothes as she laughed, “We never would have accomplished this without you as our fearless leader. All the time you took to have us practice really paid off. I can’t believe I’m going to say this but I can’t wait to face those Academy asshats tomorrow.”
 

“I feel like I can taste glory.” Nia expressed seriously, her grin radiant as she looped her arms around Lena. “Is this what the alphas always feel like? Like they can do anything? God it’s such a rush.” She laughed, and pressed a sloppy kiss to Lena’s cheek before she danced off to start up more cheering.
 

Kelly grinned broadly at Lena and rummaged around in her locker to search for perfume. “You really did the impossible Lena,” she declared. “You’ve got this lot to believe that they’re more than just omegas, and that’s a beautiful, powerful thing. You better be proud of yourself, because we sure are.”
 

Lena wrapped herself in a plush towel and began to comb out her dark hair. She did feel pleased with the win and took extra time for pampering herself because of it.
 

“I don’t give myself the credit,” Lena told Kelly. “We beat the other team because of everyone’s dedication. Let’s all meet up in two hours for pizza in my room. My treat. Afterwards, we need to get to bed early, so we can get to the pool early in the morning and practice for a little while without the alphas interrupting us. I don’t want to wear everyone out, so we’ll take a break whenever they arrive.”
 

The alphas would be staying on campus grounds, and she had no doubt that many curious omegas would be too excited about that to sleep, but she hoped her team would follow her strict instructions. With their plans set, most of the omegas hurried off back to the dorms to relax for the evening. 

Lena took the longest out of everyone, mostly because she was busy answering questions and talking about the swim match tomorrow. 

Eve exited the locker room, and Lena believed she was alone. Except the door swung open again and Kara Danvers entered.

“Omegas only,” Lena pointed out and jerked her thumb towards the sign. “Out.”
 

Kara had a face full of thunder and her tone matched it as she stalked forward. “And who’s going to stop me?” She asked gruffly, her lips curling in aggravation. “You?” Kara snorted, and tore her sweat soaked shirt off to toss it on the bench next to Lena as if she’d thrown down a gauntlet.
 

Kara’s skin was flushed and her muscles were ridiculously defined, and despite Lena’s best intentions she found them distracting.

 
“You’re all so proud of yourselves, but it was your heat that gave you the advantage.” Kara grit out bitterly as she stepped into Lena’s personal space. She inhaled the musky perfume that clung to Lena and growled low in her throat as her pupils dilated, forcing the cool blue of her irises to the edges. “It’s basically cheating.” She accused, and poked Lena’s chest with her finger to back her into the lockers. “You knew you went into heat and you didn’t take anything to mask your scent. You wanted us to smell you.”

“What did you expect me to do?” Lena challenged. “Walk away from the game? I wasn’t exactly prepared for my heat.” She flattened herself against the cool metal of the locker and swallowed down the sudden fear in her throat. The alpha’s aggression both excited and intimidated her, but she glared dead ahead at Kara and tucked her towel more firmly around body. Standing up to Kara required her to be tougher than this, and she only wished she wasn’t at the disadvantage without any clothing. 

 
The fragrance of her wet pussy grew stronger as Kara crowded her. She reacted to the alpha pheromones and it made her ache so much that her knees nearly buckled. Pressing her hand against the lockers, she dodged around Kara’s outstretched arm and reached into her bag for some underwear. 

 
“If you blame my heat, you’re basically admitting that you’re so weak to my biology, you can’t control yourselves,” Lena argued, keeping her back to Kara while she pulled her panties on under cover of the towel. 

 
That must have struck a nerve because Kara grabbed her by the shoulder and spun her around so she could face her as she sneered, “I have more control in my fingers than you have in your whole body.” Kara’s eyes darkened as if she had just thought of something, and she eyed Lena as though she were a snack just waiting to be devoured.

Kara’s heated gaze scorched down Lena and she announced brazenly, “Maybe I should prove it.” She leaned in to sniff loudly along the elegant slope of Lena’s neck and exhaled hotly. “I bet your panties are already wet at the thought of it.” She whispered challengingly.

While Kara’s advances were more than welcome as far as her body was concerned, Lena scoffed at the proposition. She wanted to step away, but she shivered with Kara’s face so close to her neck and gasped audibly. Her own timid noises embarrassed her, and yet when she felt weakness in her knees again, she grasped Kara’s arm to keep herself standing.  
 

“I’m not going to sleep with you,” Lena insisted. “Why would I even let you touch me when you’ve been nothing but rude over the last few years? The type of alpha I want is sweet and sensitive.” 

 
Kara brushed the tip of her nose over Lena’s pulse point, and followed it up to her ear to husk confidently, “Everyone else might not have noticed, but the reason you came into heat was because you liked that I was looking at you.” Kara pressed herself into Lena, effectively pinning her to the lockers as she noted, “so really, the alpha you want, is me.”
 

With a low rumble of desire, Kara caught Lena’s lips in a demanding kiss that dared her not to enjoy it.
 

Lena had little to no control over herself and surrendered to the kiss, looping an arm around Kara’s neck to hang on. Her pussy squeezed in expectation of Kara’s touch and she damnably opened her mouth for Kara’s tongue. Shame and warmth spread through her limbs and thick arousal coated the inside of her panties.
 

There was no sense in denying that she had an attraction to Kara, but if she went along with this, it would be impossible to face the alpha in the morning. She considered her options and chose a middle ground.

“You can touch, but I’m not giving you my virginity,” Lena sternly warned. “I get to touch you in return. And if you gossip about what happened between us, I will tell everyone you’re small.” Glancing meaningfully at Kara’s pants, she then stared coldly into her eyes.

“Nobody would believe you, and I don’t gossip.” Kara retorted evenly, but her chest rose and fell with her quickened breath, and it was clear that Lena’s scent was intoxicating to her. Kara didn’t waste another second, and parted the fluffy towel to splay her hand over Lena’s pale abdomen. She grinned when she felt the tremble that ran through Lena, and maintained eye contact as her hand made the slow descent into Lena’s panties to cup her pussy.
 

“I was right,” Kara husked lustfully, evidently pleased by the copious slick that her fingers encountered. She exhaled a throaty noise as her fingers parted Lena’s silken lips and curled them to delicately tease around her slippery clit.


When Lena’s legs shook from the sensual touch, Kara wrapped her free arm around her waist and held her steady to watch every flicker of pleasure wash over her features. She manipulated Lena’s sensitive clit as if she’d played with it before, strumming to make her breath hitch, then circling to make her thighs quiver.

Lena banged her head back into the locker by accident as Kara handled her pussy. Her ragged, desperate breathing and the helpless jerk of her hips revealed just how pleasurable this was for her.  Kara moved two fingers up and down over her clit, massaging it between them. 

Delivering soft spanks against her cunt, Kara observed how she responded, and more excitement ran fast down Lena’s thighs. She whimpered at that and opened her stance to allow Kara to rub her with her full palm. 

“Act smug all you want, Danvers, I can see the tent in your pants,” Lena grunted. “You might get your kicks by screwing with me on the field, but clearly it’s because you’ve always wanted to screw me behind closed doors.”

“And here we are, all alone.” Kara whispered. Her fingers sped up spitefully to firmly rub Lena’s swollen bud and she crashed their lips together to hungrily swallow the noises Lena made.
 

Kara’s tongue pushed into the warmth of Lena’s mouth, and she sucked on her tongue while the slick noise of Lena’s arousal filled the locker room. The heady scent of her heat intensified and mingled with the spicy notes of Kara’s pheromones. 

Kara worked her up until she was just reaching the edge, and then all of the sudden Kara stopped. “But if you’re not enjoying it, I can leave you to get dressed.”
 

Lena secured her hand around Kara’s forearm and prevented her from going. “If you don’t finish what you started right now, I’ll take heat boosters for the rest of the week,” she warned. “Your teammates already can’t function.” 

It might have been wrong to threaten to sabotage Kara’s team like that, but the alpha deserved it for treating her this way. She made a bold move and released her grip only to push her hand into Kara’s shorts. Her fingers shyly settled on top of Kara’s cock for a second and then she fully grabbed it.
 

 Even though she lacked experience, Lena heard a low groan from Kara as stroked her rigid cock. To make it easier, she gathered her own arousal on her hand and used it on Kara, smearing it up and down. Kara’s tip leaked hot, runny excitement into her palm and she paused to glance at it. 

Kara reacted to the sight of her delicate fingers covered in clear, sticky fluid.


“Touch it again.” Kara coaxed, her voice a low husk, and her eyes pitch black and bottomless with desire. 

Kara’s lips were parted and she stared down at Lena’s hand, glistening with their mixed enjoyment as though captivated by it. “Wrap your fingers around it and pump your fist. Slow at first.” She commanded, as her own fingers began gliding through Lena’s nectar to caress the velvety place between her innocence and clit. 

Kara’s fingertips flattened more fully to massage Lena’s clit between them with a controlled motion that had her breath hitching in no time.
 

“You’re going to come so hard for me.” Kara stated thickly, quickening her fingers to swirl and flick over Lena’s swollen pearl. 

Lena’s eyes opened and closed as she was overcome by flutters of pleasure that had her moaning. 

She followed Kara’s instructions at a delay, only this time she gently freed her cock from her shorts. Taking a long moment to gawk at the wide head and veined shaft, Lena gave it a slow yank. Repetitive, well-timed motions seemed to do the most for Kara, and Lena practiced a few different techniques like that until they were both moaning together. “You’ve done this before,” Lena observed quietly. “How many omegas have you slept with? Are you as rude to all of them as you are to me?”

“I said I don’t gossip.” Kara reminded her with a soft groan. She rocked her hips and kept up a good rhythm with Lena’s hand. 

It seemed that Kara was torn between watching Lena react to how she expertly touched her, and watching Lena’s pale hand play with her dick.
 

Lena could barely secure her fist around it, and it must have appealed to Kara because she glanced down every few seconds with a barely audible rumble of delight.

“There’s no way you’re going to be able to wear these panties out of here.” Kara said it as though she was looking forward to slipping the soaked fabric down Lena’s thighs. Her hungry gaze lingered on the Lena’s covered pussy as if she were desperate to get a glimpse.

Lena rucked down her panties in spite of her better judgment and gave them to Kara. 

“This is the only trophy you’re getting this week,” Lena explained. For some reason she trusted that Kara would never use them to brag, but if that happened, Lena could argue they had been stolen from the locker room. That would make Kara look like the weirdo.

Without the panties in the way of her sex, Kara spread out her lower lips and got a better glimpse of this private place. Around her lips, she was warm red with arousal, and seemed even redder because of her light skin. 

“We’ll see about that.” Kara murmured lasciviously, but she clutched the panties tightly with a look of pride before she stuffed them into her pocket. 

Curiosity and hormones obviously got the better of her because Kara sank to her knees to part Lena with her thumbs and gazed at her dripping slit ravenously. Lena’s labia was a blushing color and at her center was a pale pink barrier that had Kara’s riveted attention.
 

“You look so good, Lena.” Kara hoarsely said, and shifted closer to inhale Lena’s rich, musky perfume. The effects of it were instantaneous, and Kara’s hands moved from Lena’s pussy to grab at her ass, “Good enough to eat.” She declared with a throaty husk, and pulled Lena’s hot cunt to her mouth.
 

Kara moaned as she worshipped her with her tongue, greedily licking between her silky warm folds to lap up all of the juices that flowed. She tongued Lena’s innocence with surprisingly gentle restraint, probing and teasing her opening before she latched her lips around Lena’s clit voraciously and sucked on her.
 

Lena had never done this before with anyone and the sensation of it almost knocked her off her feet. She let her towel drop from around her shoulders and pressed herself against the lockers at her back.
 

Engaging in this behavior on school grounds could get her expelled before graduation, but she wanted the alpha’s talented mouth on her at any cost. Her legs began to tremble violently and she needed Kara’s hands to cup her ass and keep her standing. “Please, Kara,” she whimpered.
 

Kara’s tongue and lips worked in tandem to excite her clit. Tiny waves of delicious sensation promised a strong orgasm.
 

Kara moaned into Lena’s pussy as she licked with the flat of her tongue. She drew Lena’s stiffened clit back into her mouth to suck, then flicked it with just the tip. Making encouraging noises that vibrated through Lena, Kara pulled her closer as if she were desperate to taste her release. She focused entirely on Lena’s sensitive pearl but once or twice she darted her tongue down to teasingly caress the thin barrier of her purity. 

 
Kara doubled her efforts to give Lena the most intense experience she ever had by slipping her thumb between her scorching lips to tease around opening.

 
Lena groaned as jolt after jolt of sudden pleasure brought her collapsing down onto Kara. She braced both of her hands on Kara’s shoulders, but sank almost into her lap.
 

Kara scooped her up before she went any further and carried her over to the bench that ran along one of the aisles in the locker room. Resting against the alpha, Lena drank in pheromones that made her want to do more than fool around. She could feel Kara’s hard cock underneath her ass, and a deep contentment filled her belly when Kara began to play with her breasts.  
 

“You put your mouth on me,” Lena considered quietly, looking up and into Kara’s crystal blue eyes. “Can I return the favor?”

The suggestion seemed to take Kara by surprise, and she stiffened in more ways than one as she seemed to consider it. She pulled her lower lip into her mouth and then moved Lena so that she was sitting on her lap, facing her. 

“I have another idea.” Kara murmured, and took Lena’s hand to slide it inside her shorts. She clasped the omega’s hand around her cock and guided it a few times to show Lena how she liked to be stroked.

Kara’s eyelids were lustfully heavy, and she groaned and palmed one of Lena’s breasts. “Use your thumb when you get to the top,” She rasped thickly, her hips rocking just enough to push herself through Lena’s fist.

Lena coated her palm in her own wetness, and with gentle but determined jerks, she began to take care of Kara’s cock. “Like this?” she whispered, feeding off the way Kara directed her. 

Her thumb found a sensitive spot under the thick rim of Kara’s dick and she concentrated on that. Every time she pulled on the length, she rubbed around the head. Kara’s desire spilled over her hand again and Lena caressed the groove where it erupted. 

Somewhere in all of this, Lena developed a need to please Kara. She listened attentively to each moan, soft exhale and low growl, coaxing more out of the alpha. It didn’t escape her notice that Kara was being careful with her, treating her well despite how they fought. 

An idea occurred to her that she could lose her virginity to Kara, right in the locker room. Not that she would ever do that, but she couldn’t stop wondering what it would be like. 

“I’m thinking about having you inside of me,” Lena softly confessed while she tightened her grip around the base of Kara’s cock and pumped her fist fully over it. 

A guttural groan vibrated out of Kara at Lena’s words, and her eyes briefly shut as if she might just be thinking about it, too. “Keep your grip like that,” Kara gruffly asserted, her thighs tensing from the extra stimulation. “Now go faster.”

Kara’s hands snared Lena’s hips, and she drank in the natural, naked beauty of her. Her gaze lingered between her spread legs at Lena’s glistening pink pussy and then lifted to admire her breasts and light nipples. They must have enticed her, because Kara squeezed one between her thumb and forefinger, and captured the other between her lips to graze her teeth over. She tongued it just as she had Lena’s clit, and exhaled a breathy moan when Lena encouraged her with a hand at the back of her head.

Lena smoothly yanked at the large shaft. All she cared about was making Kara come, and her wrist worked faster. She thumbed the tiny cleft along the head, and for a second considered putting her lips there. 

Simply handling it brought all kinds of images to mind of entangling herself with Kara. If she shifted, she would be able to nestle Kara’s cock between her thighs. Her pussy clenched, needy and frustrated.  
 

She wanted to have sex with Kara – at least her baser instincts encouraged it. Her rational side still won out and she settled for what Kara gave her. 

Lena could feel all of the drippy desire collecting on her hands. She wrapped one around the base of Kara’s dick and used the other to eagerly stroke. 

Kara’s breaths were short and warm, and she huffed them against Lena’s neck as her thighs began to quake. She was close, judging by the way she growled low in her throat and jerked into Lena’s hands as if losing control of her body. 

Kara grabbed at Lena’s hips and with a stuttered moan, her ecstasy liquified into pearlescent strands that erupted from her pulsing cock to bathe Lena’s hand. She throbbed in euphoria, her erection straining until the last drop leaked out and Kara was able to breathe raggedly again.

Lena attempted to give one last pull on Kara’s cock, but the alpha gripped her arm and held it in place. Fascinated by the dribbles of Kara’s pleasure, Lena watched it all slide down her wrist. She inhaled the pheromones in the air, drunk on the scent of Kara.  

As Kara’s muscles slackened beneath her, Lena lifted her hand closer to her face. She curiously licked at one of the thicker globs of Kara’s come. The salty flavor was strong, but pleasant on her taste buds. 

It might have been an animalistic urge, because Lena didn’t even have to think about it. She just smeared the rest of Kara’s warm seed over her thighs.
 

“Lena…” Kara said her name as if it were a warning, her voice had deepened with her desires and Kara’s dark eyes were fixated on the sticky residue that Lena had rubbed along her inner thighs. 

It must have been like branding herself, because Kara reacted so strongly to it—she was getting hard again, and she kissed Lena rougher than she had before, all teeth and tongue as if she were trying to satisfy herself with that, while holding back on much baser urges. The kind that would signal to everyone that Lena was hers.
 

By some miracle, Kara managed to gain control of herself and pulled back so they could both catch their breath. Lena’s lips were swollen and red and Kara was staring intently at them until the sound of Lena’s phone dinging broke the silence.

“Probably your team, wondering where you are.” Kara grudgingly stated, and reached down to grab the towel Lena had dropped. She handed it back to her with a lingering glance between her legs.

Sliding off Kara’s lap, Lena went over to her locker and pulled out a clean uniform. Her only pair of panties were now in Kara’s pocket, so she stepped into her skirt and did her best to tuck her blouse in as far as it would go. 

She felt completely uncertain about what to say, or how to act after messing around with Kara. 

Would they go back to insulting each other now, or did this change things between them? 

Lena’s gaze landed back on Kara, her golden-toned skin and the long blonde ponytail. 

Without all of the arrogance, Kara seemed much more attractive, softer and just as uncertain. 

Lena perched on the bench next to Kara, careful with how she sat so as not to rest her exposed ass against the coarse wood. 

“Don’t think this means I’m going to go easy on you now,” Lena taunted and her lips ticked up in a seductive smile, while her dreamy eyes flicked over Kara. “I’m going to come for you even harder tomorrow. And by that, I mean we’re winning the trophy this year.”