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Give me an O - Chapter 9
🕑 Added 2023-02-18 22:39:20 +0000 UTCChapter 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/give-me-o-1-66596789
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Chapter 3: https://www.patreon.com/posts/give-me-o-3-69137515
Chapter 4: https://www.patreon.com/posts/give-me-o-4-70887437
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Chapter 6: https://www.patreon.com/posts/give-me-o-6-74051066
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Word count: 5,014
The National Cheerleading competition took place annually at the same location – the hot and humid state of Florida. Lena always dreaded what the sun would do to her ultra-pale skin. Her hair would frizz and require at least three bottles of gel to stay in a high ponytail or bun. All of those physical discomforts aside, she looked forward to the trip and the chance to show-off in front of her biggest rivals.
In the cheer world, Lena developed a lot of enemies over the years, but she hated the Horned Hornets most of all. Their name alone irritated her, although she did make a lot of hilarious jokes about their horny squad. No one on their team knew how to keep it in their pants.
The cheer captain of the Horny Hornets happened to be a snobby omega named Andrea Rojas, who Lena loathed for personal reasons. They hooked up at a competition during their first year of college, and that one messy experience started a feud between them.
Traveling across the country was no easy matter with a large squad and supporters tagging along. Lena spent her entire flight going over routines in her head and tweaking them to rack up maximum points. Once they arrived in Florida, she herded her team to the gym she rented to get in a few last practices. While everyone went to change, she decided to check on the sequined uniforms she ordered for the big competition.
With too many deadlines to meet before the end of the semester, and Victoria’s continued posturing, Lena forgot all about pre-competition season pranks. She remembered after she tore into the box of new uniforms and saw the creative lettering on the front of their Wildcat tops:
Lena Luthwhore
SaMANtha AriASS
Eve Titsmacher
Vagtoria Sinclair
Winn Twat
“Andrea,” Lena grumbled and stood up to face her enemy in the flesh.
Andrea stood unassumingly in the background with her pompoms on her hips. Her squad flanked her on either side, and they broke into a chant with enthusiasm.
“For Wildcats you have no claws, you’re just a bunch of washed-up frauds. Shake those pom-poms left and right, but you’re gonna eat mat tonight.”
Lena scoffed at their stupid rhyme and glanced around as her own squad moved into formation to challenge their rivals.
“Horny Hornets, your words don’t sting – you’re not queen bee, that’s the thing. You have no trophies to display, you’re gonna lose – now buzz away.”
With unfortunate timing, Kara walked into the gym and watched the stand-off. Lena didn’t care that Kara saw it, but she did worry that Andrea would see them together. Andrea was smart enough to sniff out Lena’s weakness for Kara.
Breaking her intense eye contact, Andrea turned and glared at Kara’s sudden intrusion.
Kara must have looked like easy pickings, since Andrea’s entire demeanor changed. She sucked on the inside of her cheek as if it was a lemon.
“Kara Dorkvers, what are you supposed to be, the mascot? You don’t even need the outfit to look goofy.” Andrea side-eyed her team to make sure they all laughed and jeered along to her remarks, and she stood taller to flash a wide smirk.
Lena bristled at the taunt and her jaw clenched as her alpha tried to rear up. She stepped forward to defend Kara, and blinked when Kara beat her to it.
“Andrea, gosh, I haven’t seen you since high school,” Kara cheerfully gushed just to give Lena and her squad context on how they knew one another. She motioned to the heavy eyeliner and thick lipstick smeared over Andrea’s mouth and never once lost her smile during her open hostility. “It looks like you just escaped the circus with that make-up, but don’t worry, I’m sure they’ll be out in force to find their best clown.”
Lena’s squad burst into laughter at the surprising accuracy of Kara’s rudeness, and Lena stifled a chuckle to ask under her breath, “Kara did you just throw shade? I thought that went against peer mediation.”
“Oh, she’s not my peer,” Kara chuckled, loud enough for her voice to carry to Andrea. “She’s a lost cause. I think everyone here can see that.”
“The only thing lost is your mind,” Andrea retorted, flicking her fingers in a dismissive shoo that Kara failed to notice.
Kara carried a cup-holder with Lena’s favorite coffee, and she reached over to take her drink without fear of how that would register with the enemy team.
Lena sipped her brew and ignored the presence of the Hornets as she glanced at Kara’s thighs and how good they looked in her short skirt. Her libido would be the end of her, and her inability to keep her eyes off Kara’s body was a dead giveaway of their relationship.
Andrea zipped over to them with the speed of a bee that wanted to sting. “Oh my god, are you two dating? You said you didn’t want an omega in your life.”
The attack was all too effective, and Lena froze as it hit Kara that she had hooked up with Andrea in the past.
“This might come as a shock to you, but some people change, Andrea.” Lena lowered her hand with the coffee cup and glanced down at the lid. “Kara and I have been together for almost a month now.”
Lena didn’t want any cheer drama to jeopardize her connection with Kara, and Andrea seemed determined not to let it go.
“Wow, four whole weeks?” Andrea widened her eyes like she was truly surprised and then narrowed them at Lena. She sent a scathing glance Kara’s way, and Lena stepped in front of her girlfriend to shield her from the oncoming abuse.
She got in Andrea’s face to posture and saw the flicker of attraction in the omega’s eyes. She sneered at it, and used her pheromones to push Andrea back towards her team.
“Fuck off, Andrea. Your jealousy is showing.”
Andrea rebutted the claim with a strong indignant scent to compensate for her feelings. It thickened the air and made Winn cough. Victoria took it upon herself to fling her cheer outfit at Andrea to drive her back.
“Why would I be jealous when everyone here knows you have zero standards?” Andrea laughed with exaggeration and dodged the attack. “I’m surprised a prude like Kara even wants to be with someone like you, given your history.”
Lena’s first impulse was to verbally tear Andrea down, but she seethed in silence and gawked as Kara sidled up to her to interlock their fingers.
“I mean, she slept with you, Andrea, so obviously her judgment has greatly improved since then.” Kara ignored Andrea’s irritated snarl and blinked coquettishly up at Lena.
The sheer confidence she displayed captivated Lena’s alpha, and she felt her pulse quicken as she fell a little deeper for Kara.
Anyone else would have at least been put off by Andrea’s remarks, or judged Lena for her past, but Kara stared up at her like she understood why Lena had locked her heart away.
One of the hornets came over to break up the confrontation and remind Andrea of their goals. “We’re going to be late for our practice if we don’t leave now. Revenge is best served on the mat.”
The Horny Hornets marched off with their pom poms swinging, and Lena knew this competition would be fiercer than any other. The gym doors closed behind the enemy squad, and Lena released a breath she started holding in the minute she saw them.
Winn propped a hand on his hip and looked to Lena with a strange and new admiration. “Wow, I had no idea that you hooked up with Andrea or that you had a reputation. Respect.”
“Winn, you should put your shirt on right now because you are an actual twat.” Eve tossed him the uniform from the box.
“Pay no attention to Andrea,” Sam counseled and pulled her shirt on backwards to proudly rep their team with her MAN ASS lettering and all. “She’s always been envious of our trophies and Lena’s great leadership.”
Even Victoria shrugged in agreement and tugged on her new uniform. “You’re a bitch most of the time, Lena, but at least you’re not that bitch.”
Lena didn’t know how to take that compliment, but she viewed it as an acknowledgement that she was in charge. At least she could relax about her rivalry with Victoria and do her job as cheer captain.
Kara clutched her arm in support and the squad moved into a formation to execute their first routine. They would have earned a perfect score had they been competing, and it renewed Lena’s hopes of winning for a third year in a row under her direction.
She put all of her energies into her flips and back hand springs, and she even used positive reinforcement to build her team’s confidence.
“Sam, great technique.”
“Winn, you’re doing a much better job of getting Eve higher in the air.”
They ran through each performance from start to finish, and Kara clapped and demanded they all take bows any time the music stopped.
By the end of their playlist, everyone needed to hit the showers and they all headed off to their hotel.
That gave Lena some time alone with Kara, and she assumed they would bring up their histories with Andrea.
Lena initiated the talk while taking off her sweaty top. “I want to apologize for earlier and about eighty percent of the things I did before I met you.”
Kara scrunched her brows together and shrugged like it was no big deal. “Oh, that’s totally unnecessary. I don’t care who you slept with before me. Everyone has a past.”
Lena would have believed Kara if the pitch of her voice wasn’t higher than usual. For someone who touted the benefits of open communication, it was weird to witness Kara try to deflect the situation. If she wasn’t dating the omega, Lena would have dropped it, but all of Kara’s good instructions over the weeks had paid off and Lena refused to change the topic.
Honesty was now her preferred policy, and for that reason Lena wanted to be completely transparent. She tried to catch Kara’s eye and moved to stand in front of her girlfriend so she couldn’t hide from the conversation.
“I only hooked up with Andrea because I can’t stand her. I know that sounds messed up, but it meant my emotions would never be compromised. It’s okay if you’re not okay with that. We should talk about it, though, because I don’t want this to cause a problem between us.”
“Wow, look at you being the bigger person right now and choosing to communicate,” Kara teased and bashfully lifted her eyes to meet Lena’s stare. There was pride in Kara’s smile and the sweetness of her love perfumed their room as she leaned in to nuzzle under Lena’s jawline.
They held each other for a long moment, and Kara sighed into the crook of Lena’s neck before pulling back. “So, I’m used to people picking on me, but Andrea was by far the worst. She made high school hell for me, and maybe I let her because I hadn’t really developed a sense of self-worth back then. Seeing her brought back a flood of awful memories.”
Lena didn’t want Kara to dwell on her hurt, and opted instead for boosting her ego. “For what it’s worth, I think you handled yourself perfectly. You got under her skin back there. She was pissed and you were calm the whole time.”
“Well, I have what she wants, and I feel pretty lucky that I get to show you off,” Kara laughed with a hint of attitude. She raised her chin and postured with her hands on her hips and Lena was drawn to the playfully cockiness.
She squinted at Kara and slipped her hands onto her girlfriend’s waist to pull her closer. “So does that make me your trophy alpha?”
Kara didn’t miss her opportunity to continue their banter. “If you win the competition, it sure does.”
The pressing need for a shower took a backseat, and Lena inhaled the flirtatious scent of Kara’s omega. She slid her hands downward, over Kara’s hips and lower to play with the hem of her short skirt. Lena tickled the inside of Kara’s thighs with her fingertips and closed the space between them to murmur, “You know, I bet it would throw Andrea off her game if I walked onto the mat smelling of you.”
“Now wouldn’t that be such a shame?” Kara countered, already hooking her fingers into the elasticized waistband of Lena’s shorts.
That was as far as their strip tease went, because their hormones shifted from zero to sixty the moment their lips collided in a kiss. The bruising greed of it tempted Lena forward, and she had Kara on the bed before the omega could free her cock.
The thick outline jutted against the fabric, and Lena scrambled to bunch Kara’s skirt up to rip off her panties. The little thong snapped without much resistance and Kara’s breathy whine turned Lena on.
“That’s it, baby, spread those legs for me. Let me see your beautiful pussy.” Lena smoothed her hands up Kara’s thighs and tugged them apart to better accentuate the natural spread of her cunt.
The slick sheen of Kara’s opening pulled a groan out of Lena, and she shucked her clothes off to flaunt her erection.
“You see this, Kara? This is only for you, because I love you and I’m your alpha.” Lena needed to say it because she didn’t want any doubt in Kara’s mind.
Kara stretched out prone on her back and slipped her legs around Lena’s hips as she came closer. “I love you, too – and you can spend the next three hours giving me that. It’s all I could think about while watching you practice.”
“I’m so glad I brought you along. If only you were by my side throughout the entire competition season.” Lena stroked the head of her cock through the small damp curls above Kara’s entrance.
It drove her mad to slide between Kara’s pussy lips without thrusting inward. Her tip stood poised to invade, but she delayed to suck on Kara’s neck. She meant to scrape with her teeth and not pucker so much. The scarlet marks of her lipstick could be wiped away, while a little more pressure could leave a black and blue blemish on the skin.
“Can I give you a love bite?” Lena asked and licked across a secretive place that would be covered by Kara’s shirt.
“Only if I get to pick where it goes.” Kara surprised her by winding her dark ponytail around her hand to guide Lena’s mouth up to the quiver of her throat.
Kara craned her head back to give Lena the blank canvas of her neck and pleaded for the hickey where a real claim belonged.
The trust they shared seemed infinite in that moment and Lena groaned against Kara’s skin as she reverently kissed and licked across it. To leave any sort of stain from her mouth right there was one hell of a statement and proved their relationship was serious.
Lena knew this symbolic step wasn’t just about sticking it to Andrea, and her cock throbbed from nipping the pristine skin with her teeth.
Kara’s breathy exhales were sharp and shallow and Lena couldn’t help but push into the cinching heat of her pussy. She latched onto the sensitive skin with a noisy pucker and growled as she sucked and languidly rolled her tongue.
“Oh,” Kara gasped, her hips raised and hands scoring across Lena’s back as she tried to pull her closer. “Oh please–”
“Are you begging me to leave bruises on your throat while I pound you, Kara?” Lena husked with a knowing grin and kissed the darkened pigment she left behind. She bit down carefully to create faint imprints of her teeth and teased them with the tip of her tongue. “Do you need to feel my teeth on your throat while
I claim your pussy with all of my cock?”
“Yes, I want everyone to know I’m yours.” Kara whimpered until Lena’s teeth did more than graze and sank in just shy of claiming her.
Lena sucked harder to appease her own desire to make the bite a permanent one. She took the precaution of slowing her thrusts and sped up after she removed her mouth from Kara’s neck.
“Everyone is going to know, because you’ll be sitting close to the mat and thinking about how I was inside your pussy not too long ago.”
In a flex of her power, Lena slammed deep and went for a pace that would stroke Kara’s cunt in all of the right ways.
She dared to picture her girlfriend going pantyless in her short little skirt and became fixated on the thought of Kara’s pussy all ravaged and pink and still glistening with seed. It was territorial to the highest degree and yet Lena couldn’t help it. The semi-permanent bite on Kara’s skin gave her a glimpse of the life they could have together after college, and instead of filling her with fear of such a commitment, it drove her hips faster.
“I might not even shower,” Kara confessed through parted lips that stayed open as she moaned.
The implication was clear, and Lena groaned as she pinned Kara to the bed with the power of her thrusts. “You want to feel me long afterwards, baby? To let everyone know you’ve taken my seed unprotected?”
It was practically a declaration that they were mated, except out of claim it could signal promiscuity. It excited Lena even if it was just dirty talk in the heat of the moment.
She wouldn’t know until later that Kara meant it — and that feisty act would almost start Lena’s rut early.
Kara’s pouty lips pressed against her cheek and Lena shuddered as the omega rasped into her ear. “Please, Lena? Don’t you want to leave me dripping?”
“Fuck–”
The mental image of it was too hot for Lena to handle and her pelvis smacked forcefully into Kara’s in desperation. Powerful throbs worked up her length and thick seed pulsed out of her cock. She gyrated into Kara, keeping herself flush with the omega as she slipped a hand between them to rub into her clit.
The fast flick of her fingertips brought Kara to orgasm and she pulled out to position her girlfriend onto all fours.
“You’ll need to take my knot for that to happen. Be a good girl and grip the headboard. I don’t want anyone interrupting us with noise complaints.”
Kara latched on to the wooden headboard and lifted her pelvis to the right height. Lena sidled up behind her and spread Kara’s rosy inner lips with her fingers. She groaned as slick dripped out and moved closer to push into the silky arousal.
The first thrusts provoked her to go harder, and Lena grunted from the compressing heat of Kara’s pussy. She could think of nothing else but the beautiful moans that came from Kara’s mouth, and the sweet, clinging sensations around her girth.
Kara had never acted like this before they met, and Lena recognized the trust required for any omega to forego protection. Lena took none of it for granted and pounded into the luscious and snug warmth that pleaded for her seed with a small spasm.
“I’m right on the edge, Lena.” Kara bowed her back while keeping her hips and torso aligned. “Please, I’m going to come so hard.”
Lena massaged Kara’s clit in coordination with her thrusts. She listened to the omega’s hitching breath for cues to bring her to orgasm. The tiniest whimper led to several longer moans, and Lena repeated the intimate caress until she got results.
“Your pussy feels so good when you come, Kara, too good to stop. You need me to get you off again, don’t you?” It wasn’t a question when Kara was backing into the steady slam of Lena’s thighs like the only thing on her mind was taking more of her cock. They were both insatiable for one another, and a couple of orgasms weren’t enough to wear Kara out.
Lena enjoyed her girlfriend’s stamina almost as much as the keening whines that begged for her to continue. Even out of heat, Kara was practically inexhaustible now, and it was a testament to how they made love.
It wasn’t strange anymore to think of it like that. Lena had come to terms with the fact that even the roughest railing she gave her girlfriend stemmed from their emotional attachment, and in a lot of ways it made the whole experience better. She had perfected the fine line of selfishly pursuing Kara’s pleasure in tandem with her own.
They fit together perfectly, synchronizing without any extra effort. Lena’s fingers left crescent moons on Kara’s hips and she pulled her into the faster lunges to stay base deep. The hot tingle of a knot expanding compelled Lena to go harder, and she cupped Kara’s cunt to play with her clit.
“Don’t let it take, oh-keep—going, keep–”
Kara couldn’t get the words out, and Lena took it upon herself to husk sinfully against Kara’s throat, “Fucking you with my knot?”
The exquisite spasm of Kara’s walls answered Lena’s question and she groaned at the indulgence of pushing her knot through Kara’s tight entrance just to pull out again. “God it’s so sexy hearing you ask for what you want.”
“Yes, Lena, please—please—fuh-uh-ck me with your knot—”
Lena grinned at the stammer and lunged from her hips to put the maximum force into her thrusts. It made a difference in how Kara’s cunt stretched, all shimmery and pink inside. She paused once to watch Kara’s inner lips struggle to relinquish her cock. Her thicker base took more time to push in, and a lot of arousal covered it, warm and creamy and preventing too much friction.
“Good girl, take more. Get my cock nice and wet.” Lena groaned whenever the tip of her cock pushed into the fluttering part of Kara’s walls, and the knot passed between her spread labia.
Her pleasure mounted from the eclectic sensations, and she rubbed Kara’s clit again to ensure they shared their next climax.
Kara whined and contorted herself into a low arc with her hands still on the headboard and her ass high. The contours of her back became clearer in that flexible position. She strained for orgasm, finding it in the consistency of motion and Lena’s incessant manipulation of her clit.
“Lena.”
“Not yet, baby. I want to feel you lose control. Hold off for me.” Lena had no right bargaining when Kara was giving herself over so completely.
The hypnotic sight of Kara’s pinkened labia gave way to a carnal blush whenever Lena freed her knot, and the perpetual pressure of Kara’s pussy trying to grip it tighter was addictive.
Lena should have known the faster pace would take Kara to the brink of release. Feeling her core tighten as she tried to stave off her pleasure only made Lena buck harder.
The repetitive slam of her quads quaked through Kara, and the omega lost her grip of the headboard to face-plant into a pillow.
It was difficult to tell if the move was intentional with the way her girlfriend stifled her louder, raspier cries.
Kara’s inner velvet clenched sporadically and slackened off for the girthy knot to pass with deeper, fluid thrusts.
Lena smoothed her hands over Kara’s ass and hips and groaned from the ease of her mate taking the pounding. It felt like a gift, and Lena could hardly contain her own bliss.
“Fuck, you’re being so good for me. You need me to open your pussy with my knot like this, don’t you, Kara? You want to feel where I’ve been as I compete later.”
“Yesssuhhh.”
The sibilant sound was all Kara could manage with her jaw so slack and eyes squeezed shut. She wrapped her arms around the pillow and tried to open her stance for Lena’s fingers as the knot increased in size.
The sheer pleasure of sheathing it inside Kara brought them both to a very messy finish and it shocked Lena to see creamy rivulets running down Kara’s spread labia. She soothed her mate by rubbing the rest into her pussy, and moved Kara
onto her side carefully so she could hold her while her cock still jerked.
“Gosh that was—” Kara breathlessly laughed and craned back to find Lena staring down at her in adoration.
“Really fucking amazing?” Lena supplied as she caught Kara’s chin and drew her in for a kiss.
The tease of their tongues kept Lena going back for more, and she grinned against Kara’s lips. “Maybe there’s a little Wildcat in you after all.”
“Oh, there’s a lot in me right now,” Kara fired back and reached between her thighs to lightly stroke between her heated folds. “But don’t worry, I won’t be heading to any try-outs. I only want to perform for you, not with you.”
“Seems like you did both just now.” Lena never would have believed she could be so content and playful with anyone, let alone Kara, especially when they first met.
At the time, she had no real idea of what she wanted in life or where she was truly heading after college, and to some degree she still didn’t. The only thing she knew now was that she wanted to be with Kara, and it was the most wonderful and peaceful feeling.
She forgot all of the drama stirred by Andrea and the stress of the competition didn’t overwhelm like it normally did. By the time her knot reduced in size, Lena was ready for a nap and not the final performance of the season.
The loud music and the frenetic atmosphere buzzed around Lena. She left the hotel and headed through the throngs of cheerleaders that drummed up team spirit by shaking their pom poms and shouting at the top of their lungs.
Her team gathered together to change into the uniforms that Sam managed to fix. Eve painted glitter onto everyone’s faces and they took turns tying high ponytails into each other’s hair. Kara would be out in the audience with the rest of their family and friends, and Lena sensed the nerves among her squad.
“Fuck, the Hornets just performed and they received close to a perfect score,” Victoria lamented and popped the lid off her water bottle so hard that it could have taken Winn’s eye out. “Andrea must have finally figured out physics, because she stopped putting Alana at the top of the pyramid and chose a better flyer.”
“You’re going to kill us if we lose, aren’t you?” Winn fretted and looked more afraid of Lena’s reaction to placing second than the loss of the most important competition of the year.
“I volunteer Winn to be your victim if we don’t bring home the trophy.” Victoria huffed and dropped her alliances along with her pom poms. “We all know you’ve had it out for him for months anyway.”
“What the hell, Victoria? I was the only one to stand by you.” Winn furrowed his brow confrontationally and used his other teammates as human shields. “I never even told anyone about your secret flatulence issue.”
Victoria still went for him and hand-wrestled him into a shelf with weight lifting equipment.
Lena pulled her quarreling teammates apart and focused them back on their common enemy. “We didn’t come here to fight each other. We came here to take on everyone else. After all of the hard work we put in during this entire competition season, I have every reason to believe we’re going to win. Will I be upset if we don’t add another big trophy to our collection?”
She let the question hang over her squad, and it took a few seconds for her to realize she didn’t care about the victory as deeply as she did before.
Winning was still preferable to losing, but her life had become much richer with Kara in it – and she didn’t require trophies to validate her or make her feel important. Her place on the social ladder was no longer her priority, and she wasn’t going to berate anyone who tried their best to achieve a top score.
“No,” Lena muttered and blinked from the answer that she was still puzzling over inwardly. “If we put in a good effort, and we have fun, I’ll be happy.”
“Did you fall on your head when I wasn’t looking?” Winn frowned and turned to the rest of his friends in genuine confusion.
“I think Lena has just recognized there’s more to life than cheerleading,” Sam whispered, flicking her eyes sideways to quiet him down before he scared Lena off and mocked those self-revelations.
Lena turned towards the mat and started to walk off as the volunteers called out to them to get ready. She searched the rows of people to find Kara grinning at her goofily and holding up a big sign with a heart on it.
“You’ve all impressed me this semester,” Lena informed her squad and decided to give them the pep talk she thought Kara would give her. “You’ve grown as performers and developed better technique. Whatever happens, we’re still winning.”
She kept facing Kara, and formed her hands into a little heart. It would have embarrassed her to be caught doing that in the past, but Kara was still enthusiastically waving her sign.
Somehow, Lena could feel that the competition would go smoothly, and she hurried into her place on the mat with optimism in her chest. The music started, and while the crowd cheered, she ran her squad through their routine flawlessly with only one goal in mind: to make her mate proud.
*Yes, I had to use Dorkvers. 😂
Comments
I'll keep that in mind for the future! And thank you, I've enjoyed writing Kara's personality in this one. ☺️
I enjoyed coming up with those names. Winn Twat was my personal fave. ☺️ Yeah, Lena has fully grown as a person now and she's not chewing her team out or threatening them over a loss! Kara's definitely rewarding her for the personal victory as well as the athletic victory later. 😂 Probably with some more of the above. Thank you!
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Knot fucking Kara is so hot 🥵. I love how Kara replied to Andrea while smiling. Great chapter 👏👏👏
Rocket
I laughed really hard at “AriASS” for some reason that really got me 😂 but wow Lena’s come so far! Openly admitting she doesn’t want total domination during a competition we love to see that growth! Also hoo boy 😳😳🥵 knot fucking hot? Knot fucking really hot? Gunna need a minute after that scene!
Me: “Kara Dorkvers, Heh……wait a minute!” 🤣
