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Unstoppable - Part 2
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Part 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/unstoppable-73695047
Tags: Kara worries that Lena is afraid of her after the events of part 1, but really Lena is just super horny and turned on by Kara's strength. Date night, discussions and kinks. Lena wants Kara to top her / likes the idea of Kara's hand being on her throat during sex and engaging in roleplays where Kara physically overpowers her / Dominant Kara who is still a golden retriever / Rough sex / Kara using her strength / Dirty talk / Filth / Sex in multiple positions / Oral on Kara / Cream pies / Knotting / Sensitive individuals might want to avoid
Word count: 7,005
Kara spent an entire week at Lena’s side after the kidnapping, and she couldn’t help but overreact to the smallest sounds in the environment for fear that one of her enemies survived the destruction. It took another few days before she settled down and their routine returned to normal, but her acute hearing and extra-terrestrial awareness put her on edge more often than not.
She sensed Lena was also still nervous most of the time, which was to be expected after such a traumatic experience. Kara hoped she could make Lena feel more secure, except she noticed several unfortunate coincidences. Lena’s heart tended to beat the fastest whenever Kara showed up in her Super suit or landed on the balcony unannounced.
At first, it didn’t ping her radar as a problem, and Kara experimented to ensure she wasn’t reading too much into Lena’s behavior. Her arrival consistently set off Lena’s heart and resulted in sweaty palms. Lena gave her doe-like looks that she couldn’t interpret, and Kara went out of her way not to appear threatening.
Simple avoidance tactics worked for a little while, but Kara realized they would have to discuss it. She needed to know if Lena was terrified of her after the incident at the dam, since it would only lead to more stress if she continued to trigger panic attacks. Kara picked a quiet afternoon to bring it up. She put on some tranquil meditation music, dressed in a sweatshirt with a giant bunny on the front of it, and made two cups of hot chocolate while she waited for Lena to get home.
The bunny sweatshirt might have been overdoing it: the face was fluffy and the whiskers protruded from the material. She pushed her glasses high on the bridge of her nose and completed her dorky outfit with a pair of corduroy trousers. It reminded her of high school and Alex’s attempts to dress her.
Lena walked into her penthouse with arms laden down by shopping bags and came to a surprised halt as she spotted Kara. She scrunched her nose after glancing up and down at Kara’s ridiculous bunny sweatshirt. “Darling, you’re adorable, but I’ve noticed you’ve been wearing a lot of tops with animals on them lately. I just bought you a whole new wardrobe.”
“O-oh, that’s-golly that’s really kind of you but I have so many clothes–” Kara wheezed and flung her arm out to vaguely indicate her closet.
“Compared to my own selection, you hardly have anything at all. I decided to rectify that.” Lena’s wry smile turned flirtatious, and she stepped closer to hand over the bags with a peculiar glance at the literal button nose on Kara’s shirt. “Why don’t you take that off and try these on?”
Kara lifted the dark navy shirt out of the first bag and could immediately feel the quality of it on her fingertips. She tore off the itchy polyester disaster she wore and tried to maintain a normal human level of speed as she pulled the clothes on.
She buttoned it up without a hitch, but the moment she flexed to test the room in it, she burst the seams along her biceps and ripped it straight down her spine.
Kara froze in shock, and Lena’s lips parted in fear as her heart rate kicked up to a panicked beat. She gasped quietly, but to Kara’s Kryptonian ears it was as good as a scream.
“I-Lena, I am so sorry. Alex used to refuse to share certain clothes with me when we were teens because she said I hulked through her favourite leather jacket,” Kara lamented and freed herself from the ruined material as carefully as possible so she didn’t rip it more.
“Well, it was bound to happen sooner or later in front of me,” Lena mumbled around the tremor in her throat.
Kara could hear the rush of blood going straight to Lena’s legs as her fight or flight response activated through fear.
All things considered, the expensive cashmere shirts suffered the same fate, albeit less drastically. The material clung to Kara so tightly that her abs were more visible than if she stood there naked. The collar felt fine, but the sleeves stretched and partially frayed over the bulk of her arms. She tried to shrink in size with a smile that appeared docile and soft, and rued the fact that her muscular build was a fact of life for her on Earth.
“Are you sure these are my size?” Kara asked, already elbow deep in a bag to pull out another outfit only to discover that high-end clothing didn’t come with sizes attached to the labels. “Maybe we should return them, and get something looser, like a hoodie or two.”
The suggestion was met with Lena shaking her head, and she folded her arms in front of her chest to inform Kara, “There’s no return policy. They’re yours, so you might as well wear them.”
Kara frowned at all the new shirts she would inevitably ruin after one use. If she refused the gifts, she could offend Lena, and if she wore them, she risked terrifying her mate. Either way she was jeopardizing their relationship, and she cringed in misery as she tried to find the best solution to her problem.
“I guess I’ll save these for when we have date nights at home,” Kara muttered and gathered the bags into her arms. She held her breath out of paranoia that she was one lungful away from wrecking another shirt.
Lena sighed and chewed her lip as she looked to the damaged sleeves over Kara’s biceps. “What a shame. I thought you could take me out tonight.”
Kara should have known better than to go against her own intuitions, but Lena’s sexiness was a distraction. She stared down at Lena’s tits and made up her mind instantly. “That’s—I would be happy to do that.”
Her answer seemed to energize Lena, who stood on her tiptoes to kiss Kara on the cheek and ran off to get ready. Kara followed her down the hall slowly so as not to destroy any of the seams on her new garments. By the time she reached the bedroom, Lena pulled on a tight corseted dress that did wonders for her cleavage. Even in an average top, Lena’s breasts looked great and affected Kara’s ability to think. The corseted dress just exposed more, and the sculpted velvet black fabric was tight on Lena’s body.
“Whoa-wha-wow,” Kara blurted, reverting to a nerd at her first glimpse of nipple. “You’re beautiful, Lena.”
She hurried over just a tad too fast and felt Lena gasp. Kara reached for the tangled necklace that hung just above the swell of Lena’s tits. She meant to fix it and not startle Lena in the process. Lena’s pupils dilated the minute Kara’s hand was near her throat.
“Do you ever think how strong you are compared to me?” Lena asked in a whispery voice and moved Kara’s big palm over her soft and delicate neck. “Sometimes I think about it a little too much.”
The image of Lex popped into Kara’s mind, and she pulled back with a panicked and unnatural laugh. Lena’s heartbeat reflected terror, and Kara was convinced she must have been remembering her brother’s last moments.
“It’s—it’s not something I try to focus on,” Kara sputtered and pulled back to put a safe amount of space between them.
The problem was that her finger was still caught in the pretty chain, and she tore it off Lena’s neck in her retreat.
For a horrified instant, Kara did nothing but gawk at the wide eyed fear at her mate’s face, and the clammy skin of Lena’s palms as she brought one to her throat to check the necklace was really gone.
It dangled from Kara’s fingers, the pendant swinging to and fro, and she wished right then she was a hypnotist to make everything between them return to normal.
“That was titanium and you snapped it like a spiderweb.” Lena’s words were barely a whisper, and she flung her hand out to clasp the vanity before her knees gave out.
“I can replace it,” Kara asserted and unceremoniously dumped the contents of the bags onto the bed to find an outfit.
She grabbed a scent masker from her drawer and sprayed enough to choke herself with the belief that if she toned down her pheromones, Lena’s omega might calm faster.
“I have others, and it’s not that important,” Lena lilted, no doubt to convince herself that it wasn’t a big deal.
Kara knew better. All of her senses were on high alert for the faintest shift in Lena’s emotions and she knew her actions were ruining her relationship.
Lena was just too sweet to tell her the truth, and the guilt made it hard to breathe. Kara exhaled far too hard and sent ice crystals across the ceiling, and it was a small mercy that Lena never witnessed it because she was searching in a drawer to find lipstick.
Kara sifted through new silk boxers, fitted trousers, shirts and button downs, and selected the items that went best together. It felt wrong to wear such luxury when she was undeserving, but she saw a smile on Lena’s face that corresponded with her dressing like a normal human alpha.
“What do you think? Buttoned or unbuttoned?” Kara asked and turned to fully face Lena in her new clothes. She dared not move too much in case she burst right through the fabric, and the snugness of the pants certainly cupped her in ways she found daunting. “I suppose it depends where we’re going, huh? I feel like I should be taking you somewhere special in this outfit.”
“Oh, I have an entire night planned,” Lena cooed and smoothed her hands down the silky fabric that was too tight over Kara’s abs. She arched her eyebrows and grabbed both of Kara’s hands to pull her to the balcony.
They ended up drinking champagne at one of the finest restaurants in National City. Lena reserved a prime table and two waiters brought out an entire selection of appetizers. Kara ate it all, including the garnish on a plate with small bites of food. Lena took pride in selecting different delicacies to feed her. She hunched in an unassuming posture and attempted not to draw too much attention to herself during their date.
The quiet night nearly put Kara into a calmer state when Alex’s voice came through her comms. “I know Lena has a special date planned for you tonight, so I’m sorry for interrupting – but we’re having an issue in midtown. Can you help us out?”
It had been a while since anyone requested her help, and Kara jumped at the chance to assist until she realized Lena would want to tag along with her. She hesitated in the middle of standing up and looked over at her unsuspecting mate.
“J’onn and Alex just requested back up. Are you good to stay here?” Kara glanced around the restaurant with wariness and wondered if it was too late to call in Lena’s bodyguard for the night.
“Why would I stay by myself when you can just take me with you?” Lena countered and dropped her napkin on the table.
“Right.” Kara sighed, unable to form a rebuttal that would curb Lena’s desire to follow her into danger.
It wasn’t that she believed Lena was incapable of taking care of herself. The issue was that Lena would bear witness to her fighting, and Kara had already gone to lengths to appear softer than Kryptonianly possible.
Lena stepped out of the restaurant before Kara could dissuade her, and they were in the air a second later as Kara used her superior hearing to locate Alex and J’onn.
The problem Alex mentioned was no less than three unidentified human-presenting aliens, and their powers were impressive. They wore matching outfits with loose chains on their pants, but the spikes that formed out of their jackets and gloves weren’t metal.
Kara skidded across the pavement and ruined the rubber soles of her shoes to push Lena into a shop front out of the way.
Lena scoffed in offense and Kara turned from her just as J’onn drop kicked one of the punks out of the sky like a volleyball.
In a rush from the adrenaline, Kara forgot to activate her super suit and raced forward to uppercut the punk. Alex yelled out the others’ locations while she shot at them, but her weapon was no match for something that punched through bricks.
“Kara, help J’onn, I have this one cornered–”
“The hell you do, pistol-whip barbie,” The alien sneered, and dodged Alex’s attack to punch her straight through a window.
Lena flung herself into the fray of it and whatever spells she cast seemed to cloak Alex protectively as she stood up without a wound to glare at the alien who flipped her off.
“Yeah, well fuck you too, bargain bucket Billy Idol!” Alex spat and aggressively pursued the punk with her gun raised. She shot off three of his spikes and he backed off with a grunt of frustration to regroup with his buddies.
One of the aliens ripped the chain free of his pants and Kara winced as it glowed purple and lashed out at her like a viper. The metal stretched unnaturally and whipped around wildly, striking buildings and J’onn in the process.
The Martian went flying, and Kara would have gone after him if not for the punk setting his sights on Lena. He singled her out as the one protecting Alex, and Kara raced forward so fast that she couldn’t breathe a word of warning. She grabbed Lena by the throat and pushed her up against the stone building right as the metal slashed between their faces, striking nothing but air.
Lena trembled where she stood, but there was no time for apologies. Kara knew the attack was coming from the sound of the lashing, and she tugged Lena into her arms, then spun on her heel to launch the omega into the air like a circus performer.
The sound of Lena’s scream was piercing, and Kara would hear it in her dreams for months to come.
She raised her arm to shield her face and snarled at the searing heat of the chain as it wrapped around her forearm. The punk sneered in victory, and Kara used his momentary lapse in judgment to her advantage. She wound her hand around the chain and yanked him right off his feet and straight into his buddies. Before they could blink, she tied them up in the glowing chain and held her arms out to catch Lena before she hit the ground.
The whole debacle was over in a few minutes, but Kara feared it would hold a lasting impression on Lena, who practically vibrated in her arms.
“Wow, that was quick thinking, but you — uh – kinda busted out of your clothes there.” Alex slapped Kara on the shoulders while J’onn lorded over the aliens with a stern and unimpressed frown on his green face.
Lena touched the frayed remains of Kara’s sleeves where the bulk of her arms peeked through. “I suppose these shirts aren’t as well-made as I thought.”
Kara cringed down at the ruined fabric and began shaking her head, but Alex chuckled at the destruction and betrayed her with stories of her childhood.
“This reminds of the time when Kara was fifteen and we bought her new stuff for back to school. We couldn’t keep her in clothes. Literally.”
“Yeah, golly, those were tough times. Anyway, we had better get back to our date now.” Kara smiled so hard she squinted and hoisted Lena into the air before her sister could tell more tales of her awkward teen years.
She performed a fast change of wardrobe and touched down outside of the restaurant before Lena could dwell on the events of the night. They headed back to their table, and she held out Lena’s seat in the hope they could pick up where they left off. She didn’t expect two goons to ambush her from behind.
Lena had picked up a spoon, and as Kara hauled off the threat, she took the first bite of her chocolate cake.
“Come on, guys, I’m trying to have a normal date for once,” Kara hissed and wrapped one of the aliens in a headlock.
He lashed out at other patrons, kicking at tables, and sending dinners into the air while his buddy snared Kara around the waist with his chain.
She grunted at the force and swung through the revolving door, hitting the frame so hard the whole thing spun off like a whirlwind and bounced down the street.
Car alarms blared to life and things shattered in its wake, and Kara huffed out a snarl of frustration and blew through the restaurant to land on one of the punk’s backs.
Kara rode him like sled between tables to launch herself at his friend before he reached Lena. She punched him through a window and entered hand to hand combat with the other one while cameras flashed and waiters gasped.
The fast-paced brutal blow by blow had a few diners yelling and jeering for Kara to win.
It didn’t strike her as odd until she caught Lena sucking on her spoon, and the delayed double-take cost her the upper hand. She took a punch to the gut in distraction, and caught the glass from her dessert before it smacked her in the face. She slid it to Lena, who scooped it up with a smirk, and Kara groaned as her mate dipped her finger into the whipped cream.
“Hey, are we fighting or not?” One of the punks grunted and winced as Kara squared her jaw so that when he punched her, it broke his fingers.
“If you can call beating the pants off you a fight, then yeah,” Kara boasted, no longer worried that she was scarring Lena with all of the violence.
She didn’t know what had changed for her mate, but the sultry scent of her omega pushed Kara’s alpha to perform, and she leaned into it as she grabbed the punk by his coat and swung him like a shot-put.
He bowled right into his buddy and they both tumbled into the street, where Kara followed them. She fought each one one-handed, and even threw in a few quick slaps for good measure. They couldn’t match her speed, and the next time the punk used his chain, she caught it in both hands and snapped it.
Alex and J’onn appeared seconds later, and Kara handed the pair of aliens over to be subdued just like their friends.
“Do me a favor,” Kara said, and dusted off her hands as she glanced at her tattered and torn clothes that barely held together by threads. “If there’s another emergency tonight, don’t tell me.”
Alex blinked at her incredulously as if she expected Kara to help them detain the punks, or at least carry them off somewhere. “You can’t seriously be going back to dinner.”
“I’m not,” Kara stated and met Lena’s intense gaze from across the street. “We’re going home.”
If Alex had a problem with that, Kara tuned it out as she zipped into the restaurant to lift Lena and several extra desserts into her arms. They were back at Lena’s penthouse before anyone at the restaurant realized they were gone.
Kara didn’t even try to hide her infatuation with Lena. She circled her in awe as she picked up on all of the cues she had gotten wrong before.
“The increased heart rate, the short breaths, the dilated pupils.” Kara listed them all off with a shake of her head and came to a stop in front of her mate, staring at her in awe. “You were never afraid of me, were you, Lena? This whole time I was trying to pretend to be something I’m not because I thought you were scared.”
Lena’s shapely brows came together, and she squinted up at Kara in bewilderment. “Why would I be scared of the one person who has made my life safer just by loving me?”
Kara hadn’t thought of it like that, and she floundered inelegantly and puffed out her cheeks. “The kidnapping—everything I’ve done–”
“Was to protect me. I know that,” Lena uttered quickly and stepped closer to touch the torn fabric of Kara’s shirt with a fond smile that softened to understanding. “Is this why you wore all of those ridiculous sweaters? You’ve barely touched me since the night we shared after I was kidnapped. I thought maybe you were beginning to resent me for going against your morals.”
“Heck no! I’d do it all again if it meant keeping you safe.” Kara postured by squaring her shoulders, and she didn’t care that several buttons popped off her shirt in the process.
“Nothing is more important to me than that, Lena. Even if it affects how you look at me afterwards.”
The warble of Kara’s voice gave away the emotions she kept inside, and Lena cupped her cheeks with both palms to stop her from averting her gaze. Kara blinked and pressed her lips together to maintain her composure.
“You’ve been worried this whole time that I saw you as every bit the brute my brother was, but you could never be him, Kara. For the first time in my life, I know what true peace is. I feel completely safe, and it’s all because of you.” Lena dropped her hands onto Kara’s shoulders to smooth down her muscled arms. She smirked at the state of the fabric, and Kara leveled her with a look and stepped back to motion to the ruined clothes the omega spent a small fortune on.
“You really bought me these so I’d bust out of them, huh?” Kara asked.
“I’ve been wet for hours, and you’ve only just realized this was a ploy?” Lena fluttered her lashes coquettishly, and she peered at Kara with lustful interest. “Seeing you rip through shirts might be a new kink for me. I have my tailor on speed dial and I already booked him for a full day of fitting you tomorrow.”
Kara laughed at the indulgent scent of Lena’s omega. She played into the fantasy by tearing the rest of her shirt off, leaving her in only the pants and a tight-fitting tee. She leaned into the natural arrogance of flaunting herself, tipped her chin up and pressed her hands to her hips, so that Lena could appreciate her swagger and how the pants fit her.
“It turns you on to see me use my powers,” Kara stated with certainty and smiled at the full body shiver that worked down Lena from her shoulders to her toes.
Lena dragged her eyes over Kara’s solid physique and unabashedly allowed them to linger below the belt. “God, yes. Nothing gets me hotter than seeing you heroically take down a threat. It makes me wish you would bring some of that force into the bedroom with me.”
Epiphanies came to Kara one after the next, and she thought back to earlier when her hand was against Lena’s throat. She felt daunted and excited at the same time, and Lena simpered and crossed her arms.
“What do you want me to do?” Kara asked, unable to avoid how her attention drifted down to Lena’s tits as they lifted higher from deeper inhalations.
“Bend me into any position you want,” Lena murmured offhandedly and nibbled at her lip when she caught the serious expression on Kara’s face. She paused in consideration, and finally opened up when Kara nodded in encouragement. “Put your hand on my throat, give me a taste of what it means to submit to you. We’re fortunate to have a wonderful and loving relationship, but sometimes I want you to take me all the way to my hard limits. I never told you this, but before I ever came to National City, I had dreams about Supergirl topping me. You would probably find them appalling, but I came to recognize they were just fantasies. I wanted you to make me plead and moan and give in to every dirty little impulse I craved that I was too embarrassed to admit out loud.”
There was a vulnerability to Lena as she confessed her inmost desires, and even then Kara could tell there was more she didn’t say.
In between the lip bites and coy glances, Kara glimpsed the raw need of an omega that required strong guidance to let go of her inhibitions. It would take a whole lot of trust and experimentation if they were going to go for it.
Kara made sure to fill the penthouse with her dominant scent to reveal that she was into it, and she stalked forward with a predatory glint in her eye. For once she didn’t shy away from objectifying her mate with her lustful stare, and openly praised Lena with a growl that demanded she get on her knees.
The fun was in stopping Lena before she could even attempt it by backing her into the floor-length window and sliding a hand onto her throat.
Kara’s superior hearing and x-ray vision meant she knew exactly where to press and how hard to avoid inflicting damage. She watched the dreamy sigh escape Lena’s lips as they parted with arousal.
“If this gets too intense, or I start to do something you don’t like, say Kryptonite,” Kara instructed, knowing the safe-word was one they would both take seriously in the heat of the moment.
Kara waited for Lena to nod and tore the dress from its plunging neckline down to the sultry split of the fabric.
Lena gasped, and Kara pressed herself into her mate so she could feel her cock. “The next time you wear something as sexy as this, I want you to remember how easily I can get you out of it.”
“Only if you promise to tear it off me,” Lena countered with a pretty pout to tempt Kara.
She could strip Lena bare without warning, but Kara chose to keep her in the ruined dress to accentuate Lena’s semi-nakedness.
The act of it pumped adrenaline through Kara’s veins and she saw first-hand how slick Lena was between the thighs. Transparent nectar soaked through her little panty and clung to Lena’s pussy.
Kara groaned at how eagerly her mate tried to open her stance, and how that simple move gave her a glimpse of Lena’s clit against the silky material.
She had never been so destructive in her wants, and it thrilled Kara to be as wild and unapologetic as she pleased. Kara palmed roughly at Lena’s tits, which were still encased in lace like they were meant for her pleasure. She dragged her teeth across Lena’s sharp jaw.
“You’ve wanted my cock for days and yet you haven’t opened my pants. Maybe you don’t deserve to have it.” Kara’s tone was firm and laced with disapproval to inspire a genuine reaction from Lena. She grinned at the speed of Lena’s greedy hands groping blindly for her zipper and stepped back to let her mate free the thickened girth from her boxers.
“I do, I do deserve it, Kara,” Lena intoned, deftly jerking her off with both hands as she tried to guide Kara to her cunt. “I’ve been so good waiting for you to fuck me–”
Her heated tip looked swollen and rigid, and Kara pushed Lena’s hands away from it and spun her around to bend her across the nearest surface. It happened to be a stool meant for the breakfast nook, and Kara didn’t care that it hardly provided Lena with any stability.
“Since your pussy is mine to use, I’ll be the judge of that,” Kara insisted and held Lena down to push her panties aside. In spite of her talk, she was gentle with her intimate caress and rubbed into Lena’s clit to make her tremble.
Lena whined from the combination of stimulation and the cool surface of the stool against her abdomen, and Kara silenced her with a hand across her mouth as she pushed into her from behind.
The first thrust spread Lena internally, and the bulk of Kara’s cock made it all the way in before she bucked to slot herself deeper. She held onto Lena’s tits as she rocked forward and kept her upright just to suck at her neck and growl into her ear.
“Did you ever touch yourself to the thought of me overpowering you, Lena? You're so wet I think you have. I bet you got off to the fantasy of Supergirl pounding you, and now you get to live that on a daily basis."
Lena’s breathy yes would have been undetectable to human ears, but Kara heard it, and she groaned at how stiff it made her length. It felt a little forbidden to hear those truths, and she was surprised by how they affected her. She wanted to exceed all of Lena’s private expectations, and the harsh exhalations of her mate signaled how close Lena was to climaxing already.
Kara slammed into Lena faster than usual and bottomed out with quick, powerful lunges that had her mate gasping. She tugged at Lena’s nipples between squeezing each one, and consciously stopped holding back. The sting of Kara’s teeth and the smack of her thighs would leave beautiful rosy blemishes on Lena’s skin, and the sporadic clench of her cunt said the she enjoyed it.
“You’re so selfless and kind all the time, Kara, but you can be selfish with me,” Lena rasped, her words slurred as she leaned forward to try and grasp the counter for leverage.
Kara wasn’t sure why her instinct was to smack Lena’s ass with her full palm. She did it without thinking and gripped it right after to pull Lena onto her cock.
“You think I don’t know that?” Kara scoffed and slipped out to pin Lena across the kitchen island so fast that Lena looked momentarily disoriented.
She gave her a few seconds to appreciate their change in position and slapped her thighs into a widespread so that her glistening entrance gaped, ready to be stuffed and rutted whenever Kara was ready.
Kara caught Lena by the chin and ran her thumb over the permanent indents on her skin with clear adoration. “Whose claim is on your throat, Lena?”
Lena turned to brush a kiss across Kara’s palm, and her lips puckered as she whispered, “Yours.”
“And that means if I tell you to present, you better do it, and if I want you to come, you will.”
It was all fake bravado and theatrical arrogance on the surface, though beneath it there was an undeniable fragment of ego. No matter how tiny, a piece of Kara really believed what she said, and Lena must have noticed because her throat quivered and she raised her pelvis.
Kara mounted her right there on the island where they often ate breakfast. She tangled her large hand in Lena’s hair to make her watch as her pussy stretched to accommodate such a huge cock and pulled out just for the visual of doing it again.
Lena moaned and writhed beneath her and immediately tried to rub at her clit. Kara snared both of her wrists above her head and held Lena down to finger the swollen bud mercilessly.
“What did I just say?” Kara demanded, captivated by the glazed look in Lena’s eyes as she submitted to being dominated.
“That I can come when you tell me,” Lena dutifully responded and whined as Kara slammed into her at a scintillating pace.
Kara’s speed matched with their moans, and she gripped at Lena’s supple ass to keep her in position for a deep rutting. Lena looked beautiful with her legs perpendicular in the air, and her cunt lips slippery from sex. Her ruffled hair stuck to her neck, and her green eyes pleaded for the relief of an orgasm.
“Please, Kara, my pussy needs it,” Lena begged and gathered her tits into both hands, rubbing at her nipples and pressing on them until they must have been tender. She pushed them together just to get Kara’s attention and kneaded them with her fingers. “Stretch me out and make me feel good so that you can put your seed inside me.”
Kara leaned forward to bend Lena’s knees and began thrusting into her cervix on each downward stroke.
She halted whenever her glans rubbed into the entry to Lena’s womb and repeated the same motions while playing with her tits and clit. Her hand slipped onto Lena’s throat without any conscious planning, and she strained for release with soft grunts of devotion.
Lena’s crystalline eyes never looked darker than they did right then, and Kara found herself unabashedly infatuated with the lust in them. It was like seeing Lena in her truest form, sultry and unapologetic in her desire to be taken so forcefully.
It went beyond all rational thought to latch onto Lena’s neck, but the moment Kara’s teeth locked on the tender flesh above her freckle, she couldn’t help but leave a fresh claim. She wanted Lena in the worst way, and she wanted the whole world to know it.
“Kara, oh please-oh fuck-bite me,” Lena whimpered like she wasn’t claimed already and fought Kara’s hand on her wrists. She couldn’t physically pull Kara down to show her appreciation, but she managed to wrap her legs over Kara’s hips and locked her ankles. They rode each other in the heat of the moment until Kara used her superior strength to pin Lena’s pelvis with her own.
The primal urge brought with it the euphoria of their love, and Lena’s rippled walls spasmed around Kara’s cock. The strong contractions were too much even for the Girl of Steel, and Kara grunted at the rush of pleasure and how it culminated in several thick jets of seed. She filled Lena with a few more thrusts and gave her zero time to recover.
Still fired up and ready to continue, Kara didn’t make it to the bed. Lena didn’t seem to mind being fucked against the hallway wall, or how Kara’s fingers bit into her ass as she plunged the full length of her cock back where it belonged.
The pretense of it all being an act faded as their natural passion took over, and Kara bucked upwards to chase the bliss of being contained by Lena’s contracting velvet.
“You better be ready to come again, because nothing feels better than the way you grip my cock.”
“I wouldn’t say nothing,” Lena airily teased, and licked at Kara’s lower lip only to suck on it a moment later.
Lena pushed her tongue into the kiss, and Kara reciprocated with an open mouth and groan. She hoisted Lena up and locked her strong hands around her hips. Their configuration helped her slide Lena up and down on her maximally swollen cock.
Kara experienced a strong throb of pleasure from glancing down at the complete divide of Lena’s pussy lips. “What if I did this every day? I could surprise you at any time, Lena. My urges are a lot stronger than a human’s – and I have fantasies, too.”
Lena ran her hands over Kara’s arms and moved in accordance with each thrust to fill up her pussy. “Do you fantasize about wrecking my cunt, Kara? I’m sure you never thought my sweet little pussy could take your massive cock.”
If not for her superhuman reflexes, Kara could have dropped Lena as she came to another unexpected finish. Her shaft twitched violently, and it took a long time for all of her seed to surge from her tip. She made a satisfied noise at the end and brought Lena into the bedroom to order her down on all fours.
“If you’re going to talk dirty like that, I’m going to have to fill your mouth,” Kara chastised and rubbed a hand along the wide veins that covered her length.
Lena took the hint and crawled forward to slide her lips over Kara’s glans. She licked it tenderly at first while making eye contact and then pushed her mouth farther down on Kara’s cock.
“You don’t want me to tell me how much I need you to fuck my pussy?” Lena asked coyly and pouted around the enlarged head of Kara’s cock. She slurped on it vengefully and moaned around the girth. Her tongue concentrated on the spot beneath the brim, and her lips pulled on it with each delectable suck.
“The truth is, Kara, if things were different, and you had come to Earth as a hostile force, I probably still would have submitted to you. One look at you, and I would have been down on my knees.” Lena’s eyes entranced her with their intense focus, and she stroked hard at Kara’s cock with her hand.
Kara wondered if it was true, or just raunchy talk that was supposed to get her off, but with Lena’s mouth warmly enwrapped around her thickness, she didn’t question it.
“It’s because some part of you will always know you’re mine,” Kara insisted through a groan.
It sounded vaguely romantic despite the filthy thoughts Lena’s confession inspired.
Kara couldn’t help the way her mind ventured down paths of what if, or that for a fleetingly delirious moment, she envisioned what would have happened if she had met Lena way back when she had been under the influence of Red K.
She channelled some of that weaponized confidence and gathered Lena’s hair into her fist to guide her mouth with a heavy hand. “If you really want to serve me, you’ll have to do better than that.”
Out of context, that might have been grounds for an argument, but Lena understood it was sexual flirtation and gorged herself like she had never sucked a cock better than Kara’s in her life. She made raunchy sounds and smacked her lips, and Kara stared at her in slack jawed awe while Lena surpassed her limits and took more and more into her throat.
The continuous bob of Lena’s head brought her closer to Kara’s knot-base, and every graze of her tongue and soft lips threatened to make it swell. Lena showed off on every long pull, hollowing her cheeks and locking eyes with Kara’s as she tongued the wide brim of her helmet.
The warm flutters over the sensitive tip stole Kara’s composure, and her ragged exhales turned sharp as she tightened her hand on the nape of Lena’s neck to hold her in place as her cock jerked.
She had never been selfish enough to ensure that Lena swallowed, even though she knew her mate loved it, and the pleading muffled noise of Lena’s enthusiasm heightened her release. Kara freed her a second later, and Lena carried on, slurping and working her mouth like she was prepared to spend the rest of the night on her knees.
Kara was shamefully tempted and managed to shake herself out of it by catching Lena by the chin to make her come up for air. They were both breathing hard, and Kara could practically feel the beat of Lena’s heart as she growled out, “The only way you’re getting more is if I fill your pussy. I’m going to take what’s mine.”
Lena knelt down and slid her arms forward over the bed, and Kara aligned their bodies to push inside. The wide tip of her cock found the rutted warm silk inside Lena’s pussy and rubbed through it over and over again. Lena’s heat encased around her in a tight contraction, and Kara had to thrust through it to pound into her cervix.
“Claim me with your seed, Kara,” Lena keened, her back contorting from their positioning and the force of Kara’s cock striking her deep.
Kara leaned in closer and sank her thickened cock into Lena’s pussy until they shook and peaked together. She massaged between Lena’s lips, concentrating on her clit and bringing her to a orgasm that toppled her down against the mattress.
Sweat slicked and overflowing with seed, Lena recovered just enough to rock back onto Kara’s knot. They slid it in and out until Lena’s pussy fully relented and accepted the wider part of the circumference.
“And here I thought I was pregnant just from watching you bust out of your new shirts,” Lena husked and flicked the hair out of her face to sear through Kara with a glance. “I want more nights like this one.”
“Maybe not exactly like this one,” Kara huffed and nuzzled into the side of Lena’s neck to kiss at the fresh claim bite. “Next time, let’s skip the part where our date gets interrupted.”
Lena chuckled and brought her mouth nearer to Kara’s without kissing her. “You have a deal just as long as you wear those tight-fitting pants again.”
“You liked those, huh?” Kara grinned and propped her hand on her chin to smile.
Lena tightened around her in a sharp and deliberate clench and chewed her bottom lip. “Oh yeah. I meant what I said about setting you up with my personal tailor.”
Laughter stuck in Kara’s throat and a moan escaped instead. She rocked subtly and tucked Lena into her arms to kiss at her cheeks, then became her naturally bashful self as she confessed, “I have no problem with you spoiling me, but maybe we could pick a few things that I won’t ruin so we can still have date nights in public?”
“I’ll take it into consideration,” Lena teased and pulled Kara in for another kiss that promised they would be spending plenty of nights at home for the foreseeable future.
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Yeah, Lena just walking into a designer store, like, "this one will be nice for Kara to destroy. ☺️"💙❤️ Thank you!
Thank you!!
Thank you!!! Yes, and meanwhile Lena's the exact opposite of scared. 😂 Sad face Kara is a great vibe and fun to write, and yep, Lena has the remedy for all of that. I actually backtracked a bit and had them talk some more before getting it on because communication is important and all of that. That tailor is totally gonna be scarred. ☺️
Thank you! ☺️ It makes me so happy to hear it, no matter how many times!
Sappho82
Lena ordering too small shirts so Kara can rip them up is 😂😂😂 you know I love it when Lena is just wildin’ 😆 this was ❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥
Love this
Rocket
GUH I love this. Even though I know it’ll end well the idea of Kara being scared of Lena being scared of her just makes me go 🥺🥺. Although sad face Kara in too small shirts is too adorable even if it’s a little pathetic. Good thing Lena knows how to make it all better! I love that they got to talk and settle both of their insecurities! And woof what a road map around their place! Leave no surface untouched! Hope they don’t scar the tailor too much 😂😂
I've said it before, and I'm sure I'll say it again...but I love how you write their love. Even amidst all the lust! Thanks for sharing ;)
