Summary: Lena and Kara consummate their relationship.
Warning: Smut ahead.
Notes:
Thank you to all the kind reviews which took this story from a one shot to a four shot. Apologies for the delay but this chapter is almost 10,000 words and as my first stab at smut I ended up tinkering with it a lot.
All mistakes are my own as this story has no beta checker.
All characters belong to DC and the CW. I just like taking them out to play with and ruminate on alien biology.
I hope you enjoy it and I would love to hear your thoughts in the comments.
_Dinner had been a torture. That is not to say the food wasn't all delicious and presented like works of freaking art, but Kara had found that Lena was evil.
Yes, all those warnings of evil Luthors were completely true, there was no other explanation for the way Lena Luthor tuned their dinner into foreplay. From the moment the extravagant amount of food was served Lena had seemed to turn into some kind of succubus temptress. Luscious red lips, a darting tongue, hooded eyes and breathy moans of satisfaction between bites turned the simple act of eating into the most scorching foreplay. Kara had been sporting a terminal blush and been trying valiantly to focus on the wonderful food that Lena had ordered.
However, even with such extravagant and wonderful offerings, Kara was distracted, and by the small quirk of Lena's lips Kara could only guess that Lena knew exactly what she was doing.
Kara almost dropped her spoon as Lena let out a particularly loud moan as she sucked on the last spoonful of her Capannari black raspberry chip ice-cream. Lena relaxed back into her seat, the spoon caught between her luscious red lips, a small spot of ice-cream caught in the very corner of her mouth and her eyes closed in satisfaction.
Kara glanced around nervously in case someone had head Lena, but the quiet ambiance of the restaurant was undisturbed. A soft giggle brought Kara's attention back to Lena who was looking at her through half lidded eyes as she returned her spoon to her bowl and smiled smugly.
"Enjoying your dessert Kara?" Lena asked with suppressed laughter.
It was only then that Kara realized her spoon had stalled midway to her mouth and the melting ice-cream had dripped back into the bowl.
"Shoot!" Kara exclaimed before diving forward to clumsily rescue the last of the ice cream. It was delicious, decadent ice-cream, and under normal circumstances Kara would have taken her time to fangirl about this wonderous dessert but for once, Kara had other things than food on her mind.
"Are you done?" Lena asked with absolute innocence.
"Uh, um, Yes?" Kara said hesitantly, fidgeting slightly in her seat.
"Would you like to get tea or coffee Kara…or do you have other plans for me?" Lena asked while the corner of her mouth kicked up and she raised that damn perfect eyebrow in mock question.
Kara blushed and her mind raced. They both knew where this night was leading, and as usual Lena was leaving the speed of events to Kara. If she wanted to stall and buy more time then Lena would let her: they would sit here, drink coffee and discuss perfectly mundane matters all the while knowing that it was but a temporary delay. If anything, it would just be more time for Lena to tease Kara…by Rao if they brought out tuile biscuit curls and Lena ate them in the same sensuous fashion this meal had passed in then Kara thinks she might actually explode.
Marshalling her courage and trying to appear calm, Kara replied, "We could go check out our room?"
Lena surveyed Kara, and for a moment the sexual predator and coquettish tormenter that she had been dropped away to reveal the real Lena again. Her eyes filled with warmth and concern.
"Only if that is what you really want Kara." Lena said as she reached across the table, avoiding the plethora of empty plates to entwine their hands.
Kara smiled and squeezed back. "Well, after that performance throughout dinner, you are lucky I didn't just throw you over my shoulder and fly us straight there" Kara said while embarrassedly playing with her glasses with her free hand.
Lena let out a small breathy laugh and then her eyebrows scrunched slightly together before she reached over with her other hand to cradle Kara's in hers fully.
"I am sorry, I guess...well, I'm sort of nervous and I fell back into old habits: a mask of seduction. Luthor's don't show vulnerability you know?" Lena said with a self-conscious shrug and a faint blush dusting her own cheeks as she hesitantly cast glances from their entwined hands to Kara's eyes.
Kara smiled softly and began rubbing small patterns into the backs of Lena's hands.
"I want you Lena, not the mask. In case it has escaped your notice, I sort of lured you here, you have me. There is no need for games." Kara reminded her gently.
Lena smiled softly at Kara even as internally she struggled to comprehend it. The idea that Kara really wanted her, that Kara wasn't going to change her mind. That Kara wanted Lena was illogical to her genius mind. Lena had subconsciously fallen back into old habits, to lure, to entrap, to seduce so that she could keep Kara here, so that this night could happen before Kara realised her mistake, before she realised that she was too good for a Luthor. Lena sighed gently and tried to push back all of the self-doubting voices that sounded suspiciously like her mother. Kara was right, she didn't need to pretend, with Kara she could be herself. Kara had fallen for the real Lena not one of her masks.
Lena couldn't find the words to apologise or to explain so she simply stated the one truth that she knew unshakeably, "I love you Kara."
Kara smiled as though given a bucket of potstickers and gently tugged Lena's hand as she rose from her chair.
Lena rose and stepped around the table to stand with Kara. Kara raised their joined hands and dropped a soft, almost reverent kiss on the back of Lena's hand. "Will you join me Lee-lee?" Kara asked.
The question seemed to have layers that Lena was missing, something hidden behind those arctic blue eyes which Lena would never fathom, yet without hesitation she answered, "Always Kara."
Kara smiled softly and linking her arm with Lena she gently tugged her in the direction of the hotel lobby and back towards the elevators.
Lena easily kept pace with Kara, her arm sure and warm entwined with her own. Their comfortable silence began to grow heavy as they stepped inside the elevator and Kara pressed a button which whisked them high up in the towering hotel.
The tension, the anticipation grew heavy in Lena and she knows that Kara can hear her heart speeding up.
The elevator dinged on one of the top floors and Kara led Lena to one of the doors at the end of the corridor. A key card appeared in Kara's hand and before waving it to unlock the door Kara looked again deeply into Lena's eyes, giving her yet one more chance to refuse, to walk away. Lena offered only a small smile and a barely perceptible nod as reply. Kara swiped the card over the door and with a gentle click the door opened.
Kara stood back slightly, and Lena slipped into the room but was pulled up short by the sight within.
Low lights were on and the stars, moon and light of the city outside illuminated a large set of windows to the left giving a breath-taking view of the city. Yet it was not this which rooted Lena to the spot, nor was it the elegant furniture of the suite, a dining table, a small sitting area, desk and exquisite decoration in creams, reds and gold. No, what rooted Lena to the spot was the queen-sized bed that looked sinfully soft dominating the centre of the room. Already the sheets were turned down and a spread of blood red rose petals led from the door to the foot of the bed. A stand with a chilled bottle of champagne and chocolates sat elegantly off to the side.
It was the epitome of romantic, and obviously prepared by Kara in advance. A scene from a romantic human movie she was eager to recreate. The silly romantic. Lena felt tears gather in her eyes and a soft smile jump to her face.
Kara stood behind Lena and kicking the door shut she slipped forward to encircle Lena from behind, her extra height allowing her to rest her chin on Lena's shoulder and whisper into her ear, "It's maybe a bit cliché but I wanted it to be special…"
Lena cut off Kara's hesitant explanation as she turned in her love's arms and reached up to kiss her passionately.
After a moment Lena pulled back deliberately and looked into Kara's passion filled eyes.
"It's perfect, your perfect," Lena whispered with a voice cracking with emotion.
Kara smiled softly and leant forward to plant slow, gentle kisses on Lena's lips.
Lena luxuriated in the feel of Kara, so sweet, and soft.
It always amazed Lena how someone so indestructible could be so soft. Lena moaned from the back of her throat and the now routine frustration of having to breathe while Kara with her damned alien pharynx simply moved lower to Lena's neck as she gasped for air rose in Lena.
In the beginning it had embarrassed Lena that Kara could draw such sounds from her, Lena was used to being able to control her reactions, to internalise them, but Kara seemed to break down all of her control. What's more, Kara's almost utter silence as she kissed due to her separate pharynx, but for nasally little groans, had made Lena even more self-conscious. Kara had confessed that she was pleased though that Lena was enjoying Kara's kisses and touch so much that she made noises, she found the sounds reassuring that she wasn't hurting Lena. They helped to ground Kara. It was this shy reassurance which had finally banished the last of Lena's reserve.
Lena gasped for air as Kar pushed her further backwards, her heals dragging through rose petals until they hit the edge of the bed. Lena didn't let herself fall back though, as even through her lust hazed mind, reason returned. Lena pushed slightly and immediately Kara pulled back.
"Sorry, was I moving too fast, I thought…" Kara began to ramble as she took Lena's resistance as chastisement.
Lena darted in for a kiss to stop Kara's obvious alien babble before se totally killed the mood.
"No silly, I would love this continue and it will, but would you mind if I showed first and changed into something more comfortable. I have been in the office since 7am and would like to be clean before we…proceed."
Lena fought the urge to blush with ruthless Luthor control. Kara had explained how sensitive her sense of taste and smell were and ever since Lena had always been extra careful to always be absolutely immaculate before she spent time with Kara. Kara had naturally caught onto this trend and the embarrassing conversation which followed about Kara preferring Lena's natural scent to soaps and perfumes had reduced some of Lena's obsession. However, for their first time at least, Lena didn't want to be smelling or tasting of the office and a full day of hard work.
Kara blushed slightly, seeming to take in Lena's business clothes for the first time.
"Oh sure, I forgot. Sorry, I was able to clean up before I picked you up at work, I never thought, I mean I should have allowed for some time for you to change and…"
Lena again silenced Kara with a kiss.
"It's fine Kara. Just give me twenty minutes to shower. Have you that overnight bag?"
Kara blurred for a moment across the room and was back with a small black overnight bag in hand.
Lena smiled softly and stepped towards the bathroom door.
Stalling on a thought at the door Lena looked over her shoulder, "Kara?"
Kara now sitting on the edge of the bed bit her lip and looked at Lena, "Yes?"
"Would you like to join me?" Lena asked hesitantly.
Even across the room Lena could see Kara's pupils blow wide and her hands clench tightly on the side of the bed as she drew in a sharp breath.
There was a beat of silence and Kara seemed to fight with herself. Her body rocked forward and then back as she let out a gust of air that faintly ruffled the rose petals on the floor.
"Uh, maybe another time, after…when..." Kara babbled.
Lena smiled softly, she had thought that it might be a step too far for Kara's control, but she at least wanted to make the offer. Maybe one day soon.
"It's fine Kara. I understand. No pressure. I will leave the door open if you change your mind," Lena replied.
"Thank you," Kara sighed in relief. "I uh, I'll get comfortable while you shower," Kara said as she fidgeted with her glasses.
"You do that," Lena replied as she stepped into the bathroom.
The room was luxurious, white marble and black detailing. A shower and bath designed for two with his and hers sinks. Lena definitely had to get Kara to join her in here one day.
Lena quickly riffled through the overnight bag coming up with the scentless shower gels and shampoo which she had been using since dating Kara.
Stripping off and stepping into the powerful shower Lena carried out her ablutions quickly, glad that she had been to her personal beautician only a day previously and had been waxed and trimmed within an inch of her life.
Stepping out of the shower Lena towel dried the quickly and combed her hair, leaving it damp as she again riffled through the overnight bag. There was a change of clothes for the next morning but the nightwear which Kara had brought for her was rather; pedestrian.
How Lena wishes she had know about this evening, she would have worn some of the sexier lingerie that she owns. Poor Kara must have lifted the first things in her drawers, which it seemed were as a mismatched bra and pantie set in a rather dull silver, and pearl, along with the long soft cotton sleep shirt that Lena had stolen from Kara. Comfortable but hardly sexy and alluring.
Lena pursed her lips. These would not do for their first time…a mischievous grin rose to Lena's lips. Well they planned to be naked anyway.
Checking herself in the mirror one more time Lena took a deep breath and opened the door to the suite.
Kara had her back to Lena and was in the midst of pouring a glass of champagne. Kara had changed and was now wearing a silky black nightgown that skimmed the tops of her golden thighs. The length of long toned legs on display instantly drew Lena's eye. Lena wanted to huff, it seems Kara had packed her the most unimaginative lingerie ever but had gone out and bought herself some new and tempting pieces of her own. How dreadfully unfair. Lena smiled impishly, now no longer feeling guilty about stepping out naked. The question was, what was Kara wearing beneath that deliciously skimpy piece of black silk.
Kara turned at that moment and catching sight of Lena silhouetted in the light of the bathroom, in all her naked glory, the glass in her hand promptly slipped from the strongest grip on earth to splash champagne on the floor and roll beneath the bed.
"What…you...!" Kara tried to speak, a powerful blush racing across her face and disappearing down her neck beneath that flimsy silk robe.
Kara's pupils were blown and she gaped like a fish before her mouth snapped shut and she inhaled sharply. Kara surveyed Lena like a predator, the shy girl disappearing for a moment as her eyes wandered over her girlfriend.
Lena basked in the attention. This was not the first time Kara had seen Lena naked but it was as if every time was the first. Lena was just so exquisitely beautiful, like a marble statue come to life, her wet hair flowed behind her in a luxurious waterfall. Lena's breasts were generous and topped with dusky pink nipples that stood at attention in the cool nudity of the room. Her tapered waist lead to curvy thighs and toned legs. Nestled between was a small patch of dark curly hair which was neatly trimmed and glistened, with water from the shower or arousal? Kara was desperate to discover.
"Beautiful." Kara whispered reverently.
Lena smiled cockily, her naturally red lips pulled into a sexy grin that made her look younger but no less erotic.
Lena walked forward like a huntress of old, advancing on her prey, and Kara, the girl of steel felt the hairs on the back of her neck raise in awareness and anticipation. Her breathing becoming more laboured the closer Lena got. And yet Kara was frozen, hypnotised by Lena's beauty, the trailing droplets of water that ran across her naked form.
Lena reached out confidently to the tied black ribbon on Kara's silk gown and when no protest came she pulled gently on them, so the robe dropped open revealing the breath stealing sight beneath.
Lena's heart raced, and she sucked in air with a hiss between her teeth. Before Lena could consciously tell her body, 'no,' her right hand had slid forward to graze up Kara's firm abs and to cup her modest breasts which were pushed forward like an offering to the gods by the black lace and ocean blue bra. The front of the cups was intricate black lace which did nothing to hide Kara's hard nipples The ocean blue silk wrapped around the sides but gave way to the black lace in the middle which dipped down in a triangle trailing beneath Kara's chest as though to point to the fetching underwear that was no more than two straps of ocean blue material which held a small triangle of lace over Kara's most intimate place. A place which already seemed to glisten with need and which was beginning to develop a definitive bulge as a small red nub, the beginning of her ovipositor in male form pushing its way out.
Lena's right hand cupped Kara's breast and dragged deliciously over her nipple. Kara threw her head back and let out a rare groan at the stimulation. Lena, always the opportunist took that moment to step forward on tiptoes to ravish the exposed neck presented to her with wet kisses and less than tame nips of her teeth, all the while her right-hand massaging Kara's breast, before finally her left hand dove forward to roughly cup Kara between her legs.
"Need you," Lena all but gasped into Kara's throat between kisses as her hand began rubbing circles between Kara's legs over silky lace.
Kara groaned again and in a move of strength and speed worthy of her alter ego, Kara whipped Lena up and threw her onto the bed, covering her body with her own.
The tables had turned and suddenly Kara was the one ravishing Lena. Her hands everywhere, caressing Lena's sides, the tops of her thighs, her breasts. One moment a hand was roughly holding Lena's hair as Kara plundered Lena's mouth and the next it was toying with the nipple of her right breast as Kara sucked upon her right.
The sensations were too much too quick and Lena was never a passive person. She bent her left leg so her thigh rubbed between Kara's legs and Kara with a groan and uncoordinated movements of a novice moved her own thigh between Lena's following her lead. Lena could feel herself becoming embarrassingly wet against Kara's thigh but was too caught up in the sensations flooding her, the burning coil that was building in her core, the feel of lace grinding against her own thigh from Kara, Kara's lips on her breasts, her hands…Lena groaned and pulled Kara's head up by her hair, none too gently, glad she was indestructible and locked her lips with hers.
The kiss was almost frantic as Lena and Kara ground against each other. Lena's movements were just becoming frantic when she felt it, felt Kara slowing, her frame becoming more rigid and her movements more mechanical. Lena cursed herself, her selfish Luthor-ness. She had done it again. Become obsessed in her own pleasure and missed Kara's needs. Lena drew back and caught a glimpse of Kara's face, the adorable wrinkle between her eyes showing she was concentrating, fighting with herself, subsumed by too much sensation too quickly.
"Kara, Kara…" Lena whispered as she slowed her hips and drew further back to catch Kara's eyes, her hands cupping her face. "Talk to me."
Kara sucked in a breath and dropped her head into Lena's neck, mumbling, "Sorry, it's…my bodies trying to…need…"
Lena fought against the haze of lust and the need her body shouted at her to really feel Kara against her. Lena pushed Kara up and she complied by propping up on her elbows and instantly Lena could see the problem. Kara was aroused but her ovipositor was still not fully extended, Kara seemed to be fighting her body. For a moment Lena hesitated, thinking Kara didn't want her, was afraid, but she remembered their experimenting, their talks. Kara knew Lena accepted that part of her. Lena's genius intellect finally put it together seeing the straining lace against the beginning of the ovipositor. Lena almost laughed. Kara was scared to rip the lingerie.
With a devilish smirk Lena reached down between them and with a single yank pulled the front of the underwear off with a loud tearing sound of delicate stitching giving way.
Kara squawked loudly, "Lena! Those were expensive."
"Fuck it, I'm rich, I'll buy you more!" Lena said huskily with her cocky edge. Kara groaned at the rare expletive from the so proper Luthor and dove forward for another kiss.
Lena was pleased to feel the heavy bulge of Kara fully forming against her thigh, the warn, moist weight reigniting the heat curling in her core and the tingling in her limbs. With a flick of her hips Lena's thigh ground against Kara and the ovipositor unfurled open into a wide, moist, red piece of flesh that was its female form.
Lena kissed Kara, their tongues caressing and exploring before Lena pulled back to lower her head and lave her tongue against Kara's lace covered nipple. The lace scratched against Lena's tongue as she licked and sucked. Kara arched into her touch, her hands gripping her head with controlled strength and her eyes squeezing shut to concentrate on the sensation. Kara ground forward against Lena's thigh driving her own thigh into Lena' and causing magnificent friction which sent waves of pleasure shooting through Lena. Lena reached down to caress Kara's flattened flesh and the translucent tentacles drew her fingers closer to her entrance.
Before Lena's fingers could enter Kara caught her hand and pulled it away, "I can't control those muscles, the spasms might…" Kara tried to explain through mounting pleasure. Lena understood as she refocused on grinding into Kara. The last thing she needed was to get her fingers crushed by super strong spasming walls of Kara's core, that would surely ruin the mood. Lena made a silent note in the depths of her mind to look into a titanium strap on, she was determined to fuck Kara one way or another.
Lena refocused her hands on caressing Kara and kissing her with abandon as they proceeded to grind against each other. Lena groaned, and Kara let out a growled "shit, Rao!" between thrusts. Hearing the curse, the loss of control from the beacon of good made Lena burn, she was causing that, she, Lena Luthor was undoing the strongest woman on earth, reducing her to curses and groans as no one else had before. A small voice in Lena's mind laughed, 'fuck you Lex, I have reduced a Super to begging and moaning.'
Lena refocused and groped at Kara's back trying to release her perfect breasts so she could give them her full attention. With fumbled movement the bra came free and was pulled aside. Lena alternated between Kara's small breasts, massaging and sucking, kissing, nipping, laving them with her tongue.
Kara's thrusts become frantic and Lena could see sparks of colour building behind her eyelids as her muscles tensed and then as Kara groaned gutterly pistoning forward, grinding almost painfully against Lena's thigh, a warm gritty fluid spread across Lena's thigh and she came too, groaning against Kara's breast, her muscles locking as the exquisite pleasure/pain rocketed through her system. It felt like fireworks or fire ants had invaded her genius brain, there was nothing but pleasure and the heavy feeling of a boneless Kara almost collapsing atop her before catching herself partially, lest her denser muscle and bones crush Lena.
Lena held onto Kara for dear life as the shocks like electricity tensed and untensed her muscles.
Lena gasped, struggling to find words after what felt like eternity, "That was…that was…"
"Incredible, incandescent?" Kara gasped.
Lena wanted to snort at her awed tone, to bask in the praise at her prowess but it was said with such gasping breath and awe that Lena remained quiet. Kara's body was shaking and when Lena looked up she could see tears slowly trickling from the corners of her eyes.
Lena panicked for a moment, as absurd as the idea was she had the momentary panic that she had hurt the girl of steel in her frenzied need.
Lena pushed gently and Kara as though weighing nothing rolled to the side. Lena pulled herself up to cradle Kara against her chest.
"Shh love, What's wrong?" Lena asked in panic as she held Kara tighter trying to lessen the spasming shakes racking her lovers body.
"No, its…" Kara half laughed, half cried, "Its never been like this, its overwhelming, I've never felt…never actually felt…"
Lena, if possible, hugged Kara tighter as she finally understood what she was trying to convey with her broken babble. Kara had told her in their many broken, whispered conversations about the complexities of Kryptonian sexuality, about her entering a relationship with Mon-El to feel something that humans held up as so essential to their beings, and yet Kara had admitted she had never felt what others did, had never felt true arousal and need until Lena, and so had never orgasmed.
A small part of Lena wanted to feel smugly proud that it was her who had given this to Kara, had undone her, had made her feel what no others could, yet that seemed so terribly petty when she is holding the most precious thing in her life in her arms. The vulnerability that Kara shows her, her honesty and the gift of her passion. Lena cradled Kara through the aftershocks of her orgasm, whispered her love to her, told her that the overwhelming feeling of it, the exhaustion in her muscles and the adrenaline would pass.
Gradually Kara calmed and lay peacefully in Lena's arms.
Kara opened her eyes after a few minutes and let a long sigh out, stretching languidly back into her lover. The first thing that caught her attention was the sticky mess she had left on Lena's thigh which was stuck out in front of her and was now slowly drying there and in the sheets. Kara couldn't help the blush, but tried valiantly to suppress the small thrill of primal possession she took from the sight. Lena was precious to her, a beautiful person, not a possession to be marked.
"Oh, golly, I uh, need to clean you up, I'm sorry…" Kara began to mumble.
Lena opened her eyes and laughed at Kara's innocence before tightening her hold to prevent her lovers escape.
"Relax Kara. I don't mind. In fact, I am sure your own thigh is just as…painted." Lena giggled.
Lena couldn't help but take a closer look at the cum on her leg, the first time she had seen it from Kara. There was less of it and it was paler than human males and felt distinctly grainier as it dried on her thigh.
Seeing Kara glance at her own thighs which are covered in Lena's own wetness and her slight fidgeting Lena stretches out with her left arm and grabs up Kara's discarded bra, with a quick stroke she mops up her own thigh and passes the item of ruined clothing to Kara. A subtle jut of her chin to indicate Kara should follow suit, "I'll buy you a new set, or a dozen. The panties are ruined anyway." Lena says with a cocky smile and a glance at the torn lace and ocean blue panties that hang onto Kara's hips by a mere shred.
Kara blushes and grumbles under her breath but takes the bra and wipes her thigh before using a smidge of super strength to pull off the ruined panties and toss the whole lot to the floor.
"I didn't realize it was all such a messy affair," Kara says innocently. For a moment Lena wants to ask what it was like with Mon-El but then she thinks better of the question and intent on not ruining the moment she relaxes back into the bed, cradling Kara in her arms.
Kara glanced up at Lena from the cushion of her breasts and the safety of her arms.
"Thank you," Kara whispered.
Lena let out a startled giggle and kissed the end of Kara's nose. "I think I should be the one thanking you, we haven't even gotten to the main event yet and you have made me feel like I am clawing out of my skin in pleasure."
Kara blushed slightly under Lena's praise and ducked back against her girlfriend's arms. "You really enjoyed yourself?" Kara asked in a small whisper that Lena only managed to just catch.
Lena frowned for a moment at the hesitancy in Kara's voice but her intellect coming back from post orgasmic bliss soon put together the puzzle pieces. This was Kara's first sexual experience with a woman, the first time she had ever actually desired someone that she slept with even, and she knows that Lena has slept with many people before. For a brief second Lena regrets the hollow sexual escapades of her youth, her promiscuity, but dismisses the thought just as quickly as it comes. It was only with experience that she was able to be what Kara needs. Besides, she is human, not Kryptonian, and she held no such sexual hang-ups as they did about sex.
Lena rolled on top of Kara in a single swift movement, Kara grasping her in a soft grip which ensured she did not hurt herself. Lena leant down and kissed Kara gently, softly.
"I love you Kara Zor-El, and this…this was the single best moment of my life. Not just because you are good in bed…" Lena stated with a brash smirk as Kara blushed, "but because it is with you! The woman I love. I didn't want just sex, I wanted to make love."
Lena caressed Kara's cheek, her own filter gone and the self-conscious voices in her head which tell her to never share emotion or show vulnerability for once silent here with Kara.
Kara smiled and kissed Lena again, grasping her hands in one of hers. Restraining but loose enough so as to not hurt Lena. Kara's free hand suddenly snaking down to caress her back, her sides and then up to fondle her breasts gently. The touch feather light as though Lena were made of spun glass. Lena always marvelled at how Kara could be so gentle, how she who could tear apart steel with these same hands would touch Lena like she was the single most precious thing in the universe.
Unexpectedly, Lena felt something poking her ass cheeks as she lay across Kara at her mercy as her hands were caught between them in Kara's hold.
Lena gasped and rocked back realizing what the new pressure was.
"Again…Already?" Lena asked in mild shock with her eyebrows at her hairline.
Kara blushed adorably and seemed to squirm as she looked up a Lena with a guileless look, "Alien refractory period?"
Lena laughed freely and with a gentle tug freed her hands from Kara before slipping down her body, kissing a trail from Kara's neck to her pert little breasts and down her golden abs.
Kara seemed to realize Lena's intentions as her hands began caressing Kara's thighs and Lena moved lower still.
Kara sat up on her elbows suddenly catching Lena by the elbow and stopping her movement.
"What are you doing?" Kara asked almost panicked, her pupils blown wide and her chest quivering with panted breaths.
Lena gave Kara a sultry smile, "Something I have been dreaming about for some time now Kara Zor-El."
Kara shuddered but held firm to Lena, "You don't have to do that. I would never expect you to…" Kara began to babble.
Lena smiled more softly, "I told you Kara, I want you in every way I can have you. Unless you don't want me to touch you like this?" Lena asked with a glance at Kara's throbbing flesh, the protruding tapered cylinder of flesh protruding perhaps 7 inches out of the neat slit of Kara's vagina. It was flesh coloured, glistening wet and with delicate veins. Lena licked her lips subconsciously and Kara tried to swallow around a suddenly dry throat.
"What if I hurt you Lee-lee? No one has ever…" Kara began but was cut off as Lena reached up and kissed Kara.
"Trust me Kara. If it gets too much you can tell me to stop," Lena said.
Kara looked torn for a moment but after searching Lena's eyes she nodded slightly, "but if I hurt you, push, or grip too hard you have to say straight away…or hit me, anything to make me stop. Promise me Lena?" Kara said fiercely.
Lena frowned at the idea of hitting Kara, even if she could never actually hurt her. Yet the swirl of nerves, desire and concern in Kara's eyes had Lena nodding.
No one had ever put Lena's happiness and comfort above their own, Lena loved Kara even more in that moment.
With another soft kiss Lena shuffled down until she was facing Kara's ovipositor. They really needed to come up with a name Lena could say and that was a bit sexier.
Lena remembered the first time she had seen this part of Kara and with a devilish smirk she breathed out purposefully. Kara groaned and flopped back onto the bed, an arm over her eyes. The cylinder of flesh quivered and bobbed in the air, faint ripples along the edge giving away the movement of the translucent tentacles within.
Lena ducked forward and ran a tentative lick across the opening. Kara tensed, and another soft groan issued. Kara was blazingly hot and tasted faintly salty with a muskier version of her own scent lacing the taste. Subtly sweet and fresh, but heavier.
Lena placed her hands on Kara's thighs and moved forward. Deciding that the taste was palatable and that Kara seemed to be holding on okay, Lena wrapped her mouth around Kara's member and pushed her head forward until Kara's heat was engulfed in her mouth and throat.
Kara went rigid and her breathing became laboured, a long single groan issuing.
"Guhhhh, Fuck." Kara swore, and Lena smiled around her full mouth, yet remained still, allowing Kara to become accustomed to the sensation.
When Kara's breathing began to even out Lena struck, beginning to suck gently on the flesh in her mouth and bobbing her head back and fourth with soft wet sounds.
Kara again groaned, "Oh fuck, Lena, that feel…it feels so good…your mouth… uh, so hot…" Kara babbled.
Taking the encouragement Lena began to speed up her movement and on her backwards draw she would flick her tongue into the opening of Kara's flesh, feeling the squirming tentacles within speeding up and trying to grasp the edge of her tongue as she plundered forth.
As Lena pushed the full length back down Kara cursed and propped herself back up on her elbows and caught her first sight of Lena sucking her off. Green eyes met blue, the hunger and desire sparking between them. Kara's mouth popped open in a silent "oh" at the erotic sight of Lena Luthor, the most powerful woman in Central City knelt between her legs, with her rosy red lips wrapped around her flesh.
Without conscious thought Kara found herself sitting up fully and her hands snaking into Lena's hair, not holding her or pushing but merely resting there, feeling her head rise and fall over her flesh.
Lena sped up slightly as she felt Kara's hands entwine in her hair and breaking eye contact Lena added a small twist of her mouth and a flick of her tongue as she pulled back, sucking more forcefully now.
Kara can't help but find her hips moving oh so gently to match Lena's movement, pistoning back and forth, so careful to not lose control and push too hard. There is a faint sound of tearing as Kara removes one hand from Lena's hair to brace behind herself and her hand spasms on the bed sheets.
Soon Kara's breathing was coming in ragged and short pants, her moans a continuous stream. Her eyes squeezing shut, "Lena…Lee…I think I'm gunna…"
Kara tried to apply subtle pressure to Lena's head to pull her back but Lena was having none of it, she sucked harder and pushed her mouth all the way until her lips were flush with the origin of the ovipositor, Kara's neat slit. Lena's hands moved simultaneously in gentle caresses over Kara's thighs and one snaked up to tweak a sensitive nipple.
Kara seemed to expand inside Lena's mouth, the cylinder of flesh wanting to unfurl but spasming closed more tightly instead. Distantly, Lena thinks that Kara must be exerting some kind of control over it and is pleased Kara does not allow her flesh to assume the female laceleaf form which would have choked her. Tighter and tighter the cylinder becomes and then with a shout of exertion as though Kara is lifting an airplane she jack-knifes forward in a half aborted thrust, Lena gags a little trying to take the length of Kara into her throat and the suddenly present tips of the tentacles deep in her throat as they release her seed.
Kara collapses back onto the bed and with a slurping sound Lena pulls back as Kara's ovipositor softens and retracts back into her slit, the tentacles fully retracting too and disappearing as though they never were.
Kara is gasping for air, something Lena has never seen her do before and if Kara had a less well-regulated alien homeostatic system Lena is sure Kara would be glistening with sweat.
Lena clambers back up Kara's body so she is lying beside her love as she tries to come down from the high. The shaking is less this time, but Kara's muscles seem tense as though she is trying to ride out overwhelming spasms of pleasure and she is afraid to move, afraid to jerk out wildly and harm the very human partner in her bed. Lena briefly mourns that Kara has to control her reactions so much, but for a first time it is a small price and the red lamp she has been working on may allow for more enthusiastic and uncontrolled displays in the future but for their first time Kara needs to know she can be herself with Lena and not hurt her. That they can have spontaneous sex where Kara can control herself.
Slowly, so slowly, Kara's body untenses and her breathing begins to slow. Lena is working out the stiffness in her jaw and allowing her genius memory to analyse every reaction Kara had, what she liked, what she could do more of in the future and memorising every breathy moan that she had extracted from her lover.
"You, you swallowed…" Kara tries to say between slowing gulps of air and a burning blush.
Lena smiles languidly but seeing the hint of concern in Kara's eyes she caresses her lovers face, moving hair behind her ear, "I had a rather long and uncomfortable talk with Alex one afternoon. I wanted to discuss the biological effectiveness of the Depo shot vs. the pill for alien gametes with someone who knew what they were talking about. Needless to say, Maggie had a good laugh while your sister and I were very uncomfortable. God bless Maggie, at least her joke about alien fluids prompted your sister to tell me that none of your …excretions would do me any harm if ingested in any way."
Lena blanched slightly recalling the uncomfortable conversation. Kara looked mortified on her behalf but then a soft look stole across her features as she thinks upon the willingness of her lover to face her B.A.M.F sister just so they would be safe and prepared. If possible, Kara fell even more in love Lena Luthor in that moment too, her thoughtfulness and bravery beyond any others on this little planet.
Kara rolls onto her side and without any preamble pulls a rather shocked Lena into a heated kiss. Kara groans, perhaps tasting the small remnant of herself in Lena's mouth as her tongue dominates and plunders. Lena finds herself pressed into the mattress and Kara is trailing kisses along Lena's neck and collar bone in the way that she knows drives Lena to distraction.
Lena becomes aware that Kara is mumbling and whispering to her between kisses, "So beautiful" "Love you" "My Lena" "Soft" and a mix of phrases in Kryptonian all tumble past Kara's lips. Before Lena can ask what they mean she is distracted by a very deliberate caress across the curls between her legs.
Lena sucks in a breath and Kara gazes down at Lena checking that this is alright. In response Lena keens, "Please!" Suddenly aware of the burning need between her legs as she thrusts up against Kara's hand.
Kara kisses Lena deeply and then her wonderful strong fingers are caressing Lena's vulva with gentle strokes, teasing her opening with barest whispers of fingertips and almost accidental brushes of her clit.
Lena groans and grinds forward into that hand. Lena feels Kara smile into her mouth and suddenly realizes the supposedly self-conscious and naive Kara is teasing her on purpose.
If anything, Lena is even more turned on as all the blood seems to flee her stomach and extremities and rush to her core.
Lena groans again but refuses to beg, she is a Luthor after all and so, because turn about is fair play, Lena allows her own hand to drop to Kara's slit and to caress the hairless skin there. Kara sucks in a breath and Lena smiles too.
Kara's eyes darken at the challenge and suddenly there is pressure directly on Lena's clit, swirling circles with rising and falling pressure followed by teasing strokes across her entrance, dipping in and out to draw more moisture across her clit.
Lena groans and grinds against Kara but also ups her own ministrations as she caresses Kara and is soon rewarded by her ovipositor peaking out again.
Alien refractory period indeed.
Lena grabs hold of the flesh and gives it a none too gentle squeeze that would have crippled most men, but leaves Kara shaking in need. The ovipositor unfurles and suddenly where there was a cylinder of flesh there is now a flat moist, bright red laceleaf of flesh with curling writhing tentacles tangling in Lena's fingers as she caresses the surface of the new form and gently runs her fingers from the very tip all the way to the sopping opening from whence the tentacles and ovipositor originate.
Kara, not to be outdone speeds up her own ministrations and suddenly, without warning she thrusts two fingers into Lena's opening right up to the knuckle. Her fingers, unyielding, are gripped by powerful and fluttering walls. Lena lets out an aborted scream of pleasure. Her legs wrap around Kara, pulling herself up against her lover as she abandons her own caress knowing she cannot concentrate enough any longer on anything but Kara's fingers and knowing she can not reciprocate this action for fear of super strong walls crushing her fingers in a subconscious spasm of muscle. Kara not to be outdone bares down onto Lena and begins thrusting in and out, adding a small amount of vibration to her thrusts curtesy of superspeed.
Lena loses all sense of control, her hands slipping away from Kara and she gives into the pleasure her lover is giving her.
"Harder" Lena cries. For a moment Kara stalls, caught off guard and hesitant, but seeing the completely undone state of her lover beneath her she increases her speed and drives forward with more pressure and after a few moments a third finger.
Kara needs no breaks, her alien muscles knowing not fatigue nor strain she sets a punishing pace that does not falter. Lena grasps onto Kara, biting down into the juncture of her neck and shoulder to smother screams of pleasure, her nails fruitlessly scoring across Kara's back, serving only to arouse her more and drive her forward.
Lena is covered in a thin sheen of sweat, her breathing laboured between moans of pleasure and with one final stroke and a curving of those powerful fingers over a roughened spot that seems to make Lena buck wildly, Kara sends Lena over the edge. Darkness encroaches on Lena's vision as she cries out her release, her limbs feeling like they are locked in place and on fire while her core spasms and her stomach drops.
Kara watches Lena become undone, floating slightly above her lover to get a better view while still in her arms, her fingers still buried within her and feeling as though they would be crushed by the spasms of Lena's core if she were human.
Kara is in awe. She did that. She undid the ice queen Lena Luthor.
Lena gasped and squirmed as feeling returned to her limbs and the spasms lessened. She groaned gutterly as Kara withdraw her fingers from her core. Lena whimpered at the loss.
Lena came back to herself to see her lover floating in her arms slightly above her, none of her comforting weight on top of her. Lena attempted to lazily pull Kara back to her but she wouldn't budge. Lena tried to shake the hazy pleasurable fog from her brain and focus on Kara. Her lover watched her in awe but also undeniable hunger.
Lena dropped her eyes across her lovers form and saw her ovipositor curled again in the male form and her muscles tense. With shocked awe Lena realised that Kara was ready to go again and that she wanted Lena, wanted her in a primal way that she had never seen from the blonde haired heroine.
Kara floated stiffly above her, taking in Lena's exhausted form. Lean marvelled at how comfortable Kara was showing Lena, a Luthor her alien-ness, carelessly floating above her.
Lena felt the deep aches in her body and the tiredness of two great orgasms and a full day of work. She was a Luthor however and unwilling to back down from any challenge.
With an arrogant smirk and raised eyebrow Lena asked, "See something you want?"
Kara's eyes flicked across Lena and landed again on her lips, a small mewl of need escaping her lips.
"I want you...but you're tired, I don't want to hurt you Lena…I…" Kara caressed Lena's face and tried to move out of her arms.
Lena was having none of this. "I want you too Kara, and I am far from done with you. You still owe me that main event after all," Lena taunted.
Kara's eyes became half lidded and for a moment Lena quailed inside.
"Are you sure Lena?" Kara asked.
It sounded like a threat as much as a question. Lena knows though that if she said no then Kara would curl around her and they would sleep. But Lena has no intention of allowing her girlfriend to go unsatisfied from this night, not after how long it took to get here.
"I want you Kara-Zor-El Danvers," Lena said.
Gravity seemed to lose its power on Kara and her weight crashed into Lena as she dove forward to kiss her, Kara's desire almost frantic and nasally growls escaping the usually silent Kryptonian.
Kara's hands caressed Lena's sides. She kissed Lena and nibbled on her lips. Lena leaned into the kisses even as they pressed between the pleasure/pain barrier.
Kara ground against Lena and her overly sensitive flesh tingled and burned.
Kara pulled back as Lena groaned, her eyes clenching shut and her hands pressing into the mattress on both sides of Lena's head. A faint sound of fabric tearing resounded and Lena turned to see Kara's fingertips tearing through the sheets, pressing into the mattress. She would have to pay for that and cover it up.
Lena's heart rate sped up, a shiver of fear racing along her spine before she could quell it. This was what Kara feared, a loss of control and some small voice, a lot like Lex's, whispered that the alien's strength can't be trusted. Lena shook off this moment of hesitation and reached up to caress Kara's tense jaw.
Kara's eyes popped open, worry crawling across her brow.
"Kara, breathe, talk to me" Lena whispered at the tense hero.
Kara sucked in a deep breath and groaned at the taste, the very scent of Lena on the air, her musk, the thick arousal in the air coating Kara's tongue.
"I can't control it, I want…I want you Lena…but I, I am scared…I feel out of control. I think I might hurt…"Kara panted.
Lena interrupted Kara before she could go down the rabbit hole of worry, "Hey, hey babe…Shh, its going to be okay. Listen to my voice, listen to my heart."
Kara breathed slowly, tuning her hearing to the fast drum of Lena's heart.
"Now, you are going to roll over and I am going to control this thing from here. Let me take care of you this time," Lena whispered huskily.
Kara looked trustingly into Lean's reassuring emerald eyes and with utmost care she loosely gripped her wrists before tumbling them into a controlled slow roll that left Lena straddling Kara.
"Good girl," Lena praised cockily and her eyebrow flicked up in amusement as Kara seemed to shudder in arousal at the praise. Lena made a mental note again to revisit that particular kink.
Lena leaned forward and kissed Kara deeply before pulling back and grinding her core against Kara's rigid length.
Kara groaned and without further build up Lena raised herself up by pushing down on Kara's rock hard abs and pushing forward on the balls of her feet.
Lena used her left hand to align Kara with her opening.
Kara gripped Lena's thighs and their eyes locked as Lena pushed forward and down enveloping Kara in the fluttering warmth of her sheath.
"Fuuuuck," Kara swore as she gnashed her teeth and desperately tried to stay still and not begin pistoning into Lena. Her hands massaging Lena's thighs rhythmically to try and attempt to bleed off her tension.
Lena's face was scrunched up as she tried desperately to accommodate Kara's length, feeling stretched by the seven inch length, rotund girth of overlapping and pulsating cylinder of moist flesh which was far hotter than anything else that had ever been inside her. The subtle ripple of the tentacles inside Kara's member offering yet more sensation for Lena to become accustomed to. The slight burn of being filled bled away to a pleasant stretching sensation and Lena slowly untensed.
Opening her eyes again she looked down at Kara, darted down for a kiss and began slowly rocking on her length. With deliberate, luxurious strokes Lena rocked back lifting herself back off Kara about half way and then dropped back down until seated flush against Kara.
Kara groaned and began to slowly match Lena's pace. Kara's hands gripped Lena's thighs and Lena used her hands to steady herself on Kara.
The slow hesitant thrusts soon gave way to more vigorous rocking and powerful thrusts.
Kara was awash in sensation feeling completely surrounded by Lena's warmth, her moisture and fluttering walls on her most sensitive flesh. Kara groaned and cursed in Kryptonian, her ability to stay in English lost as she gave herself over to Lena's torturous attentions.
Kara was sure she would die happy in this moment, this was heaven, this was what she was born for, this was why she had traveled across the stars, to be sheathed here, in the shelter of Lena's thighs, drinking in her breathy moans and watching the pleasure rise in her eyes to the point where Lena was blind to anything around her, lost to sensation.
Lena's thrusts were becoming more forceful but her human muscles were tiring, and she could feel cramps forming in her calves.
Kara sensing her lovers waning strength began to thrust with more force in response and in broken sentences, between Kryptonian curses, said, "If it's too much tell me to stop."
Lena groaned and nodded blindly.
Kara switched her grip to beneath Lena's thighs and began thrusting, Lena rising easily against her super strength and then before Lena could understand what was happening it seemed that Kara was withdrawing and spearing into her with abandon. Lena vaguely recognised that Kara was floating, using her powers of flight and strength to hold Lena by her thighs above her as she impaled her back and forth.
Lena was on the edge of coming again, the burn of pleasure on the cusp of something more. Lena leant forward over Kara unable to support her weight and remain sitting up. An inarticulate groan escaping her mouth.
"So close…so…" Lena groaned and then was cut off as Kara's deft fingers stroked across her clit with one hand and pinched her left nipple with the other. Lena lost control and screamed her pleasure into Kara's chest and just as she came Kara's ovipositor unfurled inside her. The sudden change in sensation burned, pain lanced across Lena's walls even as pleasant spasms of her orgasm fluttered through her. Kara shouted her orgasm to the room. Lena was so full, it felt like she was going to tear apart, the burning sensation rising to a peak before the hot flush of Kara cumming soothed the burn and the unique and new sensation of her tentacles caressing every part of her core and the mouth of cervix sent Lena spiralling into a second orgasm. Lena saw stars as fire seemed to rush across her limbs, pleasure overwhelming her.
Darkness receded and Lena swum back to consciousness to be confronted by Kara's concerned voice, "Lena, Lena! Oh Rao, Lena talk to me baby…oh Rao what have I done!"
Lena groaned, "Fucked me unconscious it seems, Supergirl indeed! Shut up, your ruining my buzz," Lena grumbled drunkenly.
Kara let out a relived giggle but her eyes still swum with concern as she gazed down on Lena's boneless form, collapsed on her chest.
Lena tried to roll off Kara but sort of flopped like an inelegant seal to the side. She groaned as Kara's member slipped out of her and retreated back into her own body.
Kara gathered Lena into her arms and on the edge of consciousness she heard Kara sigh, "I love you."
Morning invaded the quiet room and Lena groaned as she rolled over. Lena felt boneless and tender.
With herculean effort Lena rolled over further to see Kara still asleep, face down on her side of the massive bed. A small puddle of drool collecting on the pillow by her mouth, her hair like golden flax spread across the pillows. Lena took in the sight of a naked sleeping Kara, her naked shoulder glowing in the sun and the hint of side boob peaking out.
Lena wished for a camera to preserve this moment, or to just freeze time. To never let this moment end. Never had Lena Luthor known beauty, contentedness and happiness like this moment. She knew she didn't deserve it, but fuck the world it was hers and she wasn't letting go of it, she wasn't letting go of Kara for anything. The strength of the emotion scared Lena for a moment, the determination to keep Kara, to hold onto this love scaring her. What wouldn't she do to keep this?
Lex only thought he knew obsession with the Supers…it seems Lena really was her brother's sister.
Turning to play with Kara's hair Lena took stock of her body. There were pleasant aches and a quick glance below the sheet showed small bruises along her thighs where Kara gripped a tad too tightly. Lena had had worse bruises and would have to be careful how she explained them to Kara lest she spiral into self-recrimination and worries about self-control which would prevent repeat performances. Oh yes, there would be repeat performances, Lena was sure of that. There were so many ways that Lena wanted to take Kara and be taken by her.
The burn of pain inside told Lena that Kara's ovipositor expanding to the lace-leaf female form would require more time to get used to but she had painkillers to hand and she could hide the discomfort until her body adapted. The slight swelling of her lips though would be impossible to hide. Again, Lena would have to explain that to Kara in a delicate way…and maybe see a makeup artist about ways to minimise swelling. Maybe a different shade of lipstick, some clever highlighting?
Lena stretched back and curled around Kara. Come what may, Kara was hers now and she wasn't giving her up for anything.
The end.
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