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While We Watch - Chapter 5
🕑 Added 2021-03-30 00:00:20 +0000 UTCTags: Picks up where the last chapter left off, still tagging as dub-con to be on the safe side.
Word count: 7,341
Lena sniffed and pressed her cheek into Kara’s hand, accepting comfort with genuine gratitude.
The intercom didn’t interrupt them again during their meal, which they both wisely ate in silence.
Afterwards, they went into the bathroom and Lena disrobed, this time intently focused on the cameras while Kara washed her.
“They want to treat me like some kind of incompetent,” Lena quietly raged, and Kara was thankful for the sound of the spray that masked her voice. “I can’t even be trusted with the task of washing myself. Admittedly, I do like when you take care of me. I just don’t like these restrictions. I honestly don’t know how much more of them I can take. I thought I could handle this situation, that nothing was going to break me, but tonight changed how I feel. We had sex. It was amazing sex. But I’m worried about what the council will do if we….. – if we start to care for one other. I feel a connection to you and I don’t trust them. It’s obvious they want us to be intimate, but they haven’t even offered us any form of contraception.”
The thought of consequences hadn’t even entered Kara’s mind, and she experienced a heavy dread that weighed down her limbs.
“I should have asked,” Kara rasped, because it was easier for her to focus on the issue of contraceptives than it was to hear that Lena felt a connection.
Deep down Kara knew Lena was right, that there was a risk to having an emotional attachment, and she had already expressed some of her own feelings earlier that night.
“I didn’t even think, I just…” Acted, Kara thought, and put Lena at risk.
“I’m meant to be protecting you and I’ve already failed,” Kara muttered bitterly, scrubbing her arms under the hot spray to leave her skin raw. “The council can’t just strip you of your autonomy. There are too many people watching for them to keep pretending this is for your own good,” she added, low enough that only Lena could hear. “Let them get to know you. The public. Talk to the cameras, show them who you are, and that you’re not who the council says you are.”
Kara used the commanding tone from the first day they met, and Lena would be able to see it for what it was after weeks of getting to know each other better. She was on a mission, except this time she wasn’t there to handle Lena. Instead she had taken it upon herself to defend the omega.
“They won’t allow me to talk to anyone,” Lena insisted and glanced towards the intercom on the far tiled wall. “They would drug me throughout the day before allowing me to openly complain to the public. And if anyone suspected foul play with that, the council would get their doctors in here to provide support for their story.”
Lena snatched up another sponge and washed between her thighs, where she still found arousal, swollenness and seed from Kara’s climax. It drew Kara’s attention and Lena self-consciously dropped her hand to the side, but spared her not an ounce of scrutiny as she met Kara’s eyes.
“Will you put in a request with the council for some condoms?” Lena bluntly asked.
“I’ll do it now while you finish your shower,” Kara stated, affording Lena the illusion of privacy as she stepped out from the spray and grabbed at one of the towels to wrap around her chest.
She found herself storming down the hallway to locate the supposed bedroom they had given her and pushed the door open with enough force to rattle the hinges. It was spacious, though half the size of Lena’s room. Her single bed was long with a thick duvet, and she had a night stand, a wardrobe, and a chest of drawers. There wasn’t a TV or a book shelf, or any of the luxuries that came with Lena’s accommodations. This was a temporary room while Lena’s was a new home.
Kara grabbed for her bag and pulled out clean underwear. She managed to tug them up her damp legs, then reached for a tank top and pulled it on over her shoulders.
“If you want me to give Lena another treatment, then you need to supply us with condoms,” Kara informed the camera in the top corner of her room. “I won’t subject Lena to unprotected sex again.”
There was silence for a while, and Kara knew behind the cameras that people were arguing. She waited them out as she got dressed in sweatpants, fully aware that any outburst from her could be used to the council’s advantage.
Static crackled before a robotic voice finally hissed, “It has come to our attention that you require a special kind that isn’t readily available.”
Kara nodded as if she expected that and sucked on her teeth. “I’m certain if you ask the doctor, he’ll have a supply, since he did a full medical exam on me.” She folded her arms across her chest and stood directly under the camera. “Please check again.”
Loud crackles came in response to Kara’s polite request, deliberate sounds of interference meant to delay her.
The next voice that addressed Kara belonged to Dr. Aston. “I admit we are unprepared to handle your request at this time,” he intoned. “Although providing Miss Luthor with companionship was always part of your job description, and there was this possibility of you connecting as you came to earn her trust, I never expected it would take place so soon. It seems that Miss Luthor’s condition makes her prone to lapses of judgment regarding sex. From what we witnessed earlier, her extreme arousal results in not only a debilitating state that might require medical intervention, but it also leads to promiscuity. I will do my best to get you what you require for the future. For the time being, we can provide oral birth control to Lena with her written consent. It has some notable negative side effects, however, and those may be worse for her, given her obvious biological differences.”
Lena entered the room suddenly and without knocking, still naked and damp from the shower. She moved to sit on Kara’s bed, taking in the surroundings as if acquainting herself with a space she planned to visit often.
“I’m going to walk around naked from now on, and I think we should spend every day having sex for everyone’s entertainment,” Lena stated in a serious voice, although she was clearly being sarcastic. “If you happen to get me pregnant, we’ll just live like a family of zoo animals. Isn’t that right, Dr. Aston?”
More interference scrambled the line and Kara was impressed that Lena had managed to fluster the doctor. Lena was a fast thinker and Kara appreciated her dry tone.
Dr. Aston had already incriminated himself, and the council was unlikely to forgive that public slip up. At least, Kara hoped that was the case as she waited for the static to die down.
“Dr. Aston?” Kara called. “Why don’t you buzz me out and I’ll head over to the nearest pharmacy and pick up what I need? I’ll be back within the hour.”
That did it.
There was a screech, and the muffled sounds of a struggle, as though someone was trying to wrench a microphone out of another person’s grasp. When it stopped, a newer and calmer voice spilled from the intercom. “That won’t be necessary, Miss Danvers. We’ve already sent for them and they should be with you shortly.” The man’s voice had a sinister chill as he finished with, “Enjoy your night.”
The council didn’t appreciate the way Kara made them look bad. Kara could feel it even through the intercom. She considered it a small victory, and to keep up appearances, she uttered Thank you for anyone at home who was watching.
Kara turned towards Lena, and slipped her towel over the omega’s shoulders. “You want to watch a movie or something while we wait?”
Lena clung to the towel and her lips curled in a smile. “I believe you promised me camping and toasted marshmallows. I’ll meet you outside in five minutes.”
Lena disappeared and Kara put on a lightweight jacket that was still appropriate for the outdoors. On the way to the garden, she grabbed a bag of marshmallows from the kitchen and caught up to Lena just as she stepped into the cool night air with a pile of blankets.
Kara set them aside in a neat heap and stacked logs inside a ring of stones until she was satisfied with the shape of them. The facility didn’t provide any matches, probably as a safety precaution. If Lena had them, she would have likely burned the place to the ground.
Kara hunkered down with a short knife and scraped the side of a log until she had a nice little bundle of shavings, then snapped a thin branch in half.
“We’re doing this the old way,” Kara explained, her eyes twinkling with amusement because some small part of her was thrilled about that.
Kara pressed the tip of the knife into the wood and carved out a small indent where she could slot the other piece of the stick, then she rubbed it between her palms. It took a minute, but the speed and pressure started to give off a puff of smoke, and she carried on until she managed to produce the smallest glowing ember.
“Now’s the tricky part,” Kara whispered and coaxed the ember into the wood shavings that she scooped up to gently blow on. More smoke formed, thicker now, and when she saw the first flicker of flames, she pushed the bundle under the logs and blew some more. The fire crackled to life, licking the logs greedily as it climbed higher, making the wood sing.
Kara sat back with a satisfied grin and turned to raise her eyebrows at Lena. “Come on, admit it. You’re impressed that I can do that.” She offered Lena her hand so she could sit down beside her.
Lena tucked herself into Kara’s side and faced the flames, which grew higher and engulfed every twig she fed it. “No, I only like you for your muscles and pretty face,” she joked and poked a marshmallow onto the end of a long stick. “Maybe I’m a little impressed. Though I did assume you would have a lot of practical skills, what with being a war hero and all.”
The marshmallow toasted evenly until it turned a perfect golden color and Lena held it out for Kara to take. “Do you have any other hidden talents?”
Kara picked at the marshmallow thoughtfully, the scalding sugar too tempting not to bite, even if it left her hissing. “I can use just about anything as a bottle opener.”
It was a ridiculous thing to say, but Lena was calm again and Kara wanted to prolong the carefree moment they were sharing.
She finished off the marshmallow and stabbed another onto the stick. Kara roasted it for Lena, and handed it back with a low hum. “I can drink a whole pint of water in three seconds, but I guess that’s not really a talent so much as a hazard. What about you? What secret talents do you have, Lena?”
Kara wrapped her arm lightly around Lena’s shoulder and whispered to her. “I know you’re basically a genius. You knew a lot about the drugs they were giving us and could identify them on sight. What else?”
“I have degrees in Engineering and Chemistry,” Lena admitted with a downward slant of her lips, a frown that she covered by biting into the gooey marshmallow. She arranged three more on the stick and allowed Kara to take over with toasting them.
Reclining back against her, Lena stared up at the sprinkling of stars overhead and listened to the chirp of the crickets.
“I wanted to do something beneficial for the world before all of this,” Lena muttered. “I guess it all worked out in the end, since I’m helping out society by remaining in here. It’s funny how they describe me, like I’m some kind of weapon of mass destruction. So sexually potent that no one can resist me or be held accountable for their actions if I’m present.”
“I don’t think it’s funny at all,” Kara murmured, and her gruff tone had an edge to it that hinted there was more to that than she could share when they were under surveillance. “You can still do something beneficial. They can’t just lock you away and expect you to never work on the things you’re passionate about.”
Then again, all evidence pointed to the contrary, but Kara wasn’t about to accept that. She twirled the stick between her fingers, lost in thought, and grunted when the top marshmallow burst into flame.
“Sorry,” Kara sighed, blowing it out with a quick exhale. “I’ll take that one.”
Lena plucked the still scorching marshmallow from the stick, as if determined to burn herself. It was a little destructive, but she seemed unafraid as she pushed the burnt sugar into her mouth.
“They have more flavor this way,” Lena insisted and then carried on the conversation as if she had never mentioned her previous work or ambitions. “What was your life like before you signed up for this duty? Do you have any family? Friends? What did you do on a Saturday night before you were spending them all with me?”
If Lena’s actions or questions startled Kara, she didn’t let it show on her face, though her hand tightened imperceptibly around the stick she still clutched.
“My life was…” Kara tipped her head as she considered it. “Work. I worked a lot. Didn’t have much time for anything else, and when I did, I’d spend my time very wisely. Like at a sushi bar.” Her lips lifted enough to cause a dimple in her cheek and she rolled her eyes self-deprecatingly. “As for family, I have a sister, and gosh did she rip into me when I signed up for this.”
Kara leaned back to gaze up at the sky as she talked. “You would like my sister. She’s got a good sense of humor, but it might take you a while to find it under all the sarcasm. She’s a hard worker. Always trying to help people. Never backs down from a fight. I guess she taught me that.” Her attention shifted to Lena again and the crackling fire. “She’s a few years older than me and likes to remind me of that every chance she gets, but she’s always looked out for me and I look out for her. She’s an omega and very nurturing.”
“Oh,” Lena pondered aloud and her lips quirked up in a smirk. “Well, that explains why you’re more respectful than the average alpha. I knew it was the influence of an omega.”
Lena scooted up from her seat beside Kara and moved closer to the fire, down on her knees in front of it. For a precarious moment, it seemed like she might thrust her hands into the flame, but instead she just basked in the heat.
“What would happen if my temperature reached a dangerous high?” Lena whispered. “Do you think I would be taken to a hospital?”
Kara’s eyes widened and she shook her head instinctively. “Whatever you’re thinking, don’t. Look at me, Lena,” she coaxed quietly, so low that she barely heard herself.
Kara held her hand out for Lena. Her blue eyes looked black and turbulent like the sea as she tried to plead with the omega.
“This won’t help you. It’ll only give the council more reason to keep you here, and you don’t want that. They won’t take you to a hospital. They’ll bring in Dr. Aston and other specialists, and they’ll restrain you for your own good. Everyone watching, will think it’s for your safety, but we both know it’ll be a punishment. And they’ll keep you like that, tied to a bed, for as long as they want, or until you break, and then what? How will that help you get out of here? Please,” Kara begged and got onto her knees to grab the omega’s attention.
Lena still stared at the fire without blinking.
“Come back inside now,” Kara whispered. “We’ll get a drink and I’ll tell you about the time my sister Alexandra tricked me into eating wasabi.”
Lena inhaled sharply and her neck quivered just below a beauty mark that drew Kara’s eye. She nodded to Kara and reached out for her hand, allowing Kara to help her up from the ground.
“How did she trick you?” Lena asked curiously.
From the serene way Lena peered up at her, Kara felt more reassured that the omega was in a stable state of mind. She no longer had a far-off stare and she clasped Kara’s hand tightly.
“We don’t have to go inside,” Lena muttered. “I’m not going to harm myself. Please tell me more about your sister’s prank.”
Kara relented, and sprawled back against the cool grass as a sign of good faith. She was trusting Lena not to do anything rash, and hoped she understood that as she clasped both of her hands behind her head. “She knows I have a weakness for mint cookies. She thought it would be hilarious to scrape the filling out of one and spread wasabi in its place. I didn’t even think to look at the middle when she offered me one. Just stuffed the whole thing in my mouth.”
Kara’s face scrunched in disgust at the memory, but she grinned when she looked up at Lena. “I’ve never spat something out so fast in my life. My whole mouth was on fire, I was coughing and spluttering and she was laughing her ass off as she handed me a glass of milk.”
Lena stretched out beside her in the trimmed lawn and stroked her nails up Kara’s arm, softly scratching.
“What did you do to make her want to ruin your favorite snack?” Lena asked. “I am sure she didn’t do all of that unprovoked.” Her lips twitched into a small smile and a dimple appeared in the crease of her cheek.
“I switched out her favorite CD in her car for some heavy metal,” Kara smirked as she recalled the angry phone call she had received from Alex that day. “When she turned it on in the early morning hours expecting the same annoying pop song she’d been listening to for weeks, she got screaming instead.” She didn’t regret it in the slightest and it showed in the way she snorted, “Alex was pissed. How was I supposed to know she was carpooling with others to work that day?”
“It sounds like you got off easy,” Lena said and molded herself into Kara’s side.
Kara could smell the scent of her shampoo and splashes of her perfume. Her fingertips moved over Kara’s chest, finding purchase on her shirt as she leaned over. “I’m with your sister on this one. I hate heavy metal. It seems like I might have misjudged you. Maybe you aren’t actually my type.”
As casual and teasing as the remark had been, Lena tensed afterwards. Kara could feel the way Lena tensed. There was a panic in Lena’s eyes, and Kara knew better than to acknowledge it out loud.
“So, what you’re saying is if I ever get the bright idea to prank you, you’ll make sure I regret it.” Kara didn’t try to hide the way she watched her, a curious quirk to her lips as she took in the emotions on Lena’s face. “I’d better make sure it’s worth it then.”
The crackle of the intercom broke through their peace and a harsh voice echoed around them. “The requested items have been retrieved. You will find them in the first room.”
Lena hesitated before taking advantage of the chance to scoot away from Kara. She moved along with her head down in thought as she strode through the hall and towards the first room.
An upended paper bag waited for them on the table and packets of condoms were scattered everywhere in a mess. There were no plastic seals, but Lena still handed one of the boxes to Kara.
“Seems like they were all too happy to fulfill our request,” Lena commented, picking up all of the boxes that had different sizes and types of condoms.
Kara snagged a box from the bag and eyed it warily. The fact that the items had been dumped on the table was a clear sign that the guards were pissed at being called out, but the lack of plastic around the boxes concerned her more.
“Hold on,” Kara muttered, and tore the box open to pull out a row of condoms. She inspected them at length, but ultimately couldn’t see any signs of damage or tampering.
The council could be playing mind games by giving them what they wanted in a way that felt dubious so they might forego using them.
Kara sucked on her teeth as she swallowed back the compulsive urge to shout at the camera, and stuffed the box back into the bag Lena held.
“They seem… fine,” Kara murmured. “Now we have them for when you want them.”
“Yes, I think we’ll need them,” Lena cautiously admitted, as if afraid to give the council anymore proof that this situation was the best for her. “I did feel better after the treatment.”
She pressed the backs of her hands against her cheeks, which still remained bright from heat fever.
“I know you have your own room, but maybe you should stay in my bed tonight,” Lena suggested.
Leaving it up to Kara to decide, Lena took the bag off to her room and began to undress. Kara followed with slower steps and halted in the door to watch Lena.
Once unclothed, Lena stepped in front of her floor-length mirror and slipped a hand down over her dark red pussy lips, reawakening Kara’s arousal with the scent of her sex.
“My heat is so strong,” Lena whispered when Kara came to stand close behind her. “Why do you think it’s so severe again? I’m not drugged anymore, but I can feel it getting more intense. All I can think about is your cock.”
Kara was silent for a moment, her eyes finding Lena’s in the mirror as though determined not to look at the hand between her legs.
Lena’s heady scent filled the room already and Kara cleared her throat, as though it would detract from deeper breathing.
“It could mean you’re finally coming into your ‘passion’ naturally,” Kara considered. “What they gave you might have kick-started it. From what I’ve read in the manual, there’s been a few suspected cases through history of omegas with your condition.”
Kara trailed off, her nostrils flared and pupils blown wide. “Their biology was different. Hyper sexual. They said they needed sex to soothe themselves when they were in that state. I’m not sure how true it is, but it’s why they’re so interested in studying you.”
“I don’t believe it’s all pseudo-science,” Lena softly confessed, and she strummed her fingers over her pussy until they were glazed in arousal. “Just most of it.”
Lena sank into the cozy seat in front of her mirror, opening her lower lips to examine her excited body. Her cunt no longer gaped from Kara’s earlier treatment, but it still looked a little sore inside and in need of attention.
Without any prompting on Kara’s part, Lena reached for one of the dilators they left in the bedroom and gently slipped it into herself. The dilator had the realistic shape of a cock, and spread her cunt nicely when she lifted her legs, propping her feet on the chair and bending her knees. Moving onto it, she sat fully down on the length and rolled her hips back, letting the cock open her inner walls.
“Will you play with my breasts while I sit like this?” Lena quietly asked.
Kara wasn’t aware her mouth was open until she caught sight of herself in the mirror. She was slack jawed and her eyes were glassy from watching the way Lena filled her cunt.
It shouldn't have aroused Kara so much, to know what was inside of Lena as she sat there in the chair.
Lena’s sea green eyes monitored Kara’s reflection as if she could see into her more clearly that way.
Kara snapped out of her distraction and coughed loudly. Her head bobbed as she hoarsely stated, “Yeah I — I can do that.”
All it took was half a step and she was standing right behind Lena’s chair. She could reach the omega’s breasts easily, her rough palms cupping them firmly to squeeze.
Kara took her time, rolling her warm palms over Lena’s stiffened nipples, and pinching them between her thumbs and forefingers until Lena gasped from the attention. Lena’s breasts fit perfectly in Kara’s hands. The soft weight of them sent blood pumping through her veins and she grasped them harder, her fingertips curling into pillowy flesh just to release it when Lena moaned.
Lena’s nipples were a dark dusky red, and strained for Kara’s fingers to tease them. Kara knew they were sensitive because even the softest caress caused Lena to shiver and squirm, and she found it addictive. In the mirror she could see the flood of slick forming between the omega’s thighs, her lips glistening as she soaked the fabric beneath her.
“You’re really enjoying this.” Kara murmured thickly, flicking her thumbs over Lena’s nipples rapidly to make her hips jolt.
“I am. Do you think I could sit in your lap?” Lena rasped, her eyelashes heavy with lust as she carefully held the dilator in place and attempted a quick move to allow Kara to sit down behind her.
She eased back onto one of Kara’s knees, and she steadied her hips reflexively, keeping her balanced and firmly seated. The honey between her legs covered Kara’s upper thigh, and she rocked until the soft wet noises of her cunt became louder. Kara placed a hand underneath her to guide the thickest cock into her spreading hole.
Kara’s own cock hardened in her boxers from it and the stiff shaft pressed against Lena’s backside every time she lowered the omega down onto the dilator.
“Take it out,” Lena whispered after a little while. “Let me feel you inside of me again, if you’re in the mood for it. I know it’ll feel so much better than this.”
Kara moaned, gruff and gravelly. She removed the dilator slowly and handed it off to Lena with a low command. “Set this aside and bring me a condom.”
It should have felt lewd to do this in front of a mirror but all Kara felt was the thrill of it. The second Lena stood up, she unzipped her pants and pushed them down just enough to free her hard length. She snatched a foil wrapped condom from Lena’s fingers and tore into it.
Kara sheathed herself in the latex, although it only covered two thirds of her length.
“Sit in my lap,” Kara husked, her right hand already wrapped around Lena’s waist to pull her back into place while her left hand positioned her cock for her.
Kara allowed Lena to take her time, to rub her aching cunt over the tip until it glistened with her dew, and then Kara coaxed the omega down onto her girthy length with strong hands that gripped her hips and forced her scorching entrance to accept every last inch.
“God, Lena,” Kara groaned. “Good girl.”
Lena’s pussy wrapped around her cock in a tight and warm embrace, sliding down onto her thickness. She moaned as Kara helped her to settle her weight down on it.
“You call me good,” Lena softly grunted. “I bet there are lots of people watching us right now who don’t think I’m good at all, but I don’t care about their opinions. It really is making me feel so much better to have you deep inside of me.”
Kara began to piston into her in rapid upward strokes to satisfy her urges. Lena flattened her feet against the side of the chair, her toes curling as Kara took her hard and fast.
“It doesn’t matter what they think. I know you’re good.” Kara husked warmly, her lips pressed against the shell of the omega’s ear. She held her waist firmly as she gave her long, deep strokes and watched as her cock buried into Lena’s drenched cunt.
It stunned her to see the way Lena stretched, how easily the omega seemed to accept the obscene size of it. Kara could see how she blushed inside, a deep red like the core of a peach, and her juices ran freely down, saturating her lap as she thrust upwards.
Lena’s ass bounced against her as her strong thrusts becoming a little rougher and she reached up to squeeze one of the omega’s breasts. Kara pinched and rolled Lena’s nipple between thick fingers until she let out a keening whimper, and then her hand moved to Lena’s throat.
Her fingers shifted to coil in her dark hair and Kara pulled at her to bring their mouths together in a heated, passionate kiss that was more teeth than tongue.
She needed Lena and she could feel it pulsing through her—a connection she had never known before, a desire she had only just found.
“Tell me you want this,” Kara rasped into her mouth, so low the cameras couldn’t pick it up. “Tell me I’m not alone in how I feel.”
“You’re not alone,” Lena husked with conviction and rode Kara with gentle gyrations of her hips that opened her cunt up for harder sex.
It quickened the speed at which Kara could pound into her, and she braced her hands beneath Lena’s ass, controlling each plunge of the omega’s body down onto her cock.
Lena struggled to find a place for her feet again and they dangled from the chair as Kara took over entirely, bouncing her faster until her cunt tightened in a delicious first orgasm. Her groans of desire continued along with their motions, and she whimpered out soft requests. “Please, don’t stop fucking me. I feel out of my mind with need.”
Kara could only groan in response. Her strong hands clasped Lena’s ass until her short nails dug half-moon imprints into the omega’s pale skin.
Lena’s inner muscles worked the length of her in tight spasms and pulled Kara deeper into her liquid heat.
Kara wondered if this is what Lena’s mouth would have felt like and thought about how soft the omega’s tongue had been. Suddenly sitting in the chair didn’t feel adequate anymore.
Lena wanted sex and Kara wanted to give her everything she had, so she hooked her arms under the omega’s legs and stood up to turn them around.
“Grab the chair for me,” Kara thickly instructed, and splayed her hand across Lena’s lower back until she bent forward and her ass was against her. The new position allowed Kara more control, so she grabbed Lena’s hips and thrust into her hard enough to brighten her ass cheeks.
The slope of Lena’s back made it easier for Kara to keep a steady grip. Her hands slid up over Lena’s curves to hold her at the waist.
Lena let out quiet little grunts and groans and kept her feet a distance apart to give Kara enough space to take the sexual experience to more extremes. Her pussy still warmly drew Kara in, clasping around her cock in with insistent pulses.
“What if you take the condom off and just put a new one on right before you come?” Lena softly moaned. “Won’t that feel better?” Her flushed cheeks brought a different and colorful prettiness to her face when she glanced back at Kara.
“We shouldn’t.” It pained Kara to say it, but she knew that if she gave into that temptation, there would be no way she would be able to pull out in the heat of the moment.
It was only her second time inside an omega, the same omega, and she was already addicted to how warm she was wrapped tightly around her.
“This is just your passion talking.” Kara murmured, more for herself than Lena. If she lost focus, they would both be in trouble, and it was on her to be the responsible one.
Reaching down, Kara used her thumb to flick and rub at Lena’s swollen, slippery clit. It sent tremors down her legs and she squeezed Kara’s cock harder, evoking a low and guttural groan from her.
The exquisite, tight warmth lasted only so long, because Lena slipped away from Kara and onto her hands and knees on the carpet. Sitting back on her heels, she pulled her hair from her face and gazed up at Kara with imploring eyes.
“Please, Kara,” Lena softly asked. “It’s not just my passion making me feel this way. I know what I’m asking. Contrary to what everyone says, I am still able to make rational decisions, even when I’m sexually aroused. I just want to feel you again and then you can put a new condom on.”
Lena reached out to touch the head of Kara’s cock, where a small perforation in the latex suddenly caught her attention.
Neither of them said a word as Lena rolled the condom away and tossed it into the trash bin. Lena’s face paled as she found another wrapped condom and opened it. She tested the integrity of this one and silently offered it to Kara.
Furrowing her brow, Kara slid the condom over herself and glowered at the small, barely noticeable, pinprick that gradually widened the more the latex stretched around the tip of her erection.
“It’s ripped.” She rasped angrily, and snatched up another to inspect it. There were no holes in the front of the package, but off to the side, a minuscule puncture could be felt on the foil. “They’re all ruined.”
It left Kara uneasy, but the scent of Lena’s arousal kept her blood pumping furiously. She had never felt more conflicted and it must have shown because Lena reached for her hand to squeeze. She squeezed back, but her frown remained. “I can use my fingers, like before.”
“I don’t want that,” Lena calmly stated and allowed Kara to help her up from her uncomfortable position on the floor, where the carpet had already left its pattern on her skin. She sprawled naked in her bed, twisting a dark strand of hair around her finger while she watched the cameras. “They’re either trying to test your willpower, or mine, and I’m not okay with that. It’s better if we do nothing at all. This is either an act of psychological manipulation, or a more straightforward attempt to get us to engage in more unprotected sex.”
Whether to test their ability to refrain from sex, or to provide entertainment, or to simply to put Lena at risk of pregnancy, the reason didn’t matter. In any case, the council was harsh in denying them what Kara requested.
“Come to bed.” Lena’s soft-spoken voice cut through Kara’s thoughts and silent rages. She held out her hand to Kara and when she stepped near, encouraged her to lie beside her.
Still naked, Lena curled up with her head on Kara’s chest. The way Lena fit alongside her granted a sense of comfort. She wrapped her arm around Lena, and she felt no shame as she rested on top of the bedsheets, her powerful erection pressed heavily over her lower abdomen.
Kara felt assured that more people would likely be staring at her than at Lena if they were watching. At least she could act as a buffer, though there was no guarantee how much it worked.
She traced invisible patterns over Lena’s side, tickling over her ribs and back down to her hip to soothe the frustration and anger that no doubt bubbled under the surface. Lena was smart not to show it, and Kara admired her resolve to simply do nothing, peacefully protesting in the only way she could.
“Let’s see if there’s anything good on TV,” Kara suggested, and grabbed the remote off the bedside table next to her. She clicked it on, and flicked aimlessly through the channels, before she handed control over to Lena. “You pick. You’re better at finding things than I am.”
Lena covered them both with a blanket and turned on a documentary about wild life. On the screen, a pride of lions roamed the savannah with their cubs. The voiceover talked about the lionesses and their hunting behaviors.
As the lionesses stalked through tall grasses, Lena settled on her stomach, pressing her breasts into Kara’s chest. Circling her hand firmly around Kara’s cock, she began to stroke it against her pussy out of sight. Her slit barely parted, but the friction caused tingles of anticipation all down Kara’s back.
“Is this alright with you?” Lena quietly asked, referring more to what she was doing with her hand than the documentary. She kept her head turned towards the television, where lionesses prowled and darted after a buffalo.
No one would ever know that she was rubbing her cunt with Kara’s erection.
“Yeah, I’m good with this,” Kara remarked, her eyes never straying from the screen as she sucked in a slow and deep breath.
If people were still watching Lena and Kara, they would see nothing out of the ordinary. Lena’s ministrations were minimal, enough to tease and excite Kara without shifting the blankets. It was devious and Kara enjoyed the surprise of it. The only thing that took effort was to simply lie there while her cock strained into Lena’s hand to feel more.
She took it upon herself to gently rub Lena’s upper back and shoulders as they watched the hunt proceed. It cut to the buffalo running and the chase continued across the plain. Kara barely saw it unfold as she focused on Lena, and the warmth of her hand as she played with her cock.
Lena held the thick tip against her pussy, so Kara could experience the fluttering of her muscles when she tensed. Her smooth opening teased over Kara and Lena’s thighs bracketed her cock, keeping it in place as she moved. Lena began to jut her hips forward more insistently. Twice, she muffled her moans against Kara’s neck.
“It’s all instinct,” Kara murmured, with a wave of her hand to gesture to the documentary.
“Instinct,”Lena echoed, gazing at the flat screen on the wall as the buffalo kicked up dirt, fleeing from the lioness. She spoke quietly about their own situation instead of the television program. “No, it’s the opposite. This is the buffalo running to the lioness, except neither will survive, because there’s a hunter out there in the grass waiting for them both.”
Lena slid both hands onto her shoulders, and Kara pushed through the tight resistance of the omega’s warmth, entering her just enough to make them both ache.
Kara grunted, because that was the only way she could allow herself to express the torment of feeling Lena’s incredible slickness. Her leg muscles stiffened discreetly and her hands clutched more forcefully at Lena’s sides. It was no accident when her fingers rubbed the side of Lena’s breast, grazing her hard nipple before her palm came to rest on Lena’s lower back to press into the dimples there.
The narrator of the documentary murmured something about nature taking its course. The beast was finally caught.
Kara felt as primal as the feasting lions, her mouth salivating for Lena as she greedily inhaled the scent of omega arousal.
Her pulse beat erratically, throbbing through her veins until she felt it in her cock. She shifted slightly, the blankets moving as she tried to push into Lena, but the omega moved at the same time, keeping her barely inside.
For all of the gossip about Lena’s passion and expected loss of self-control, she was still showing so much restraint in how she commanded Kara’s pleasure. She halted her movements when it seemed like Kara might clasp her hips and pull her down onto her cock.
Lena’s poise made her slow grind all the more pleasurable. All of the gentle clenches of her warm pussy stirred Kara’s desires.
Lena cleverly shifted the blanket so Kara was a private audience to how her lower lips embraced her rock hard length.
“Right now, this is just for you, Kara,” Lena groaned. “You are the only one I want to see me.”
“This is killing me,” Kara husked under her breath. It was one thing to feel what Lena did under the blanket, but to see it in motion was almost too much to bear. Her toes curled.
Out of sight, she gripped the sheet as she fought every urge in her body screaming for her to take over. To grab Lena and pin her to the bed so she could take her animalistically.
Even as her muscles protested, and her cock throbbed with a need that left her feeling pained and delirious. She laid there and took it because this was a gift Lena was granting her and she wanted all of it. She grabbed for the remote, and turned the volume up louder so that the low groan Lena worked out of her wouldn’t be heard by anyone other than them.
Lena drilled her in deeper, but not far enough to take care of the palpable ache in Kara’s groin. She made breathy noises of satisfaction, eyes unfocused and jaw set as she went for a smooth ride. For a while it seemed like she was determined to keep going until they achieved pleasure, but just as they were both almost there, Lena stopped altogether and waited for Kara to relax. It gave her just enough time to cool off before Lena sat on her full erection, spreading her pussy to a complete stretch.
“Sit still,” Lena instructed. “I’ll take the oral contraceptive if I must, but I want you to show the world just how much we can control ourselves. I’m not driven to madness by my need to orgasm, and you aren’t ready to ravish me just because I’m denying you.”
Kara moved her hands behind her head to comply with her wishes. In this position, nobody could say that she was trying to control what Lena did.
“Lena isn’t forcing herself on me, either,” Kara stated, and though it felt strange to be talking to the cameras with her erection buried inside the omega, she understood why Lena was seizing this opportunity. “I’ve fully consented.”
It mattered to make that distinction, because she knew the council would try to spin it a different way if she hadn’t.
Kara relaxed into the bed, and took careful, deep breaths as Lena rode her so slowly it felt as if she was hardly moving at all. It made her skin itch and her heart thump wildly. She was harder than she could ever remember being before and her entire body ached with a want so profound that it became deliciously painful, even as she watched Lena with a sense of pride and did exactly what she asked.
Lena’s lips brushed the underside of Kara’s jaw before reaching her mouth. She kissed with emotion, stroking Kara’s face with a thumb and staring her intently in the eye as she began to rock her pelvis harder.
“If Kara comes inside of me now, it’s becauseI want it,” Lena announced brazenly, then dropped her voice as she spoke in a whisper. “Take back control. I know it’s what you need, and I trust you.”
Comments
Ok! Alex is gonna lead the outside rebellion, and we've gotta be getting close to Kara and Lena making a break for it! Mostly cuz I wanna see them tear down the council! Thanks for sharing ;)
Yeah, I basically envisioned them as members of a certain political party. They do have a lot of self control, fortunately. Thank you! I should probably post the next part.
Jbzq21
Damn evil bastards the lot of them. 😡 I love the self control they have even though they both want to go primal.😛 escaping will be the hard part from these old assholes. I think of the evil asshats as pathetic old men.😤 Thanks again for this story.
Yes, they are.
Yes to all of this. ^^^^
Yeah. they're downright evil. I was thinking a lot about government control over women's bodies when I wrote this. (It coincided with Alabama making abortion punishable by 99 years in jail and Ohio changing abortion laws) and I feel like if ABO was a real thing and this was possible, there would be politicians acting this way and trying to monetize/weaponize/use sexuality in the craziest ways imaginable.
GrouchyGritic
They’re so stupid they are going to turn even more people against them
WildSolace
I just... ugh... damn assholes who are fucking..... assholes..... who needs to have their asshole asses hand to them especially that dumb fucktard Aston and chilly voiced fucker.... fucking assholes.
Man I hope they have a dramatic escape and go full scorched earth on them morherfuckers.
