Catra stirs after what feels like hours of rest. The heavy weight on her body feels suffocating, if only due to the heat and stickiness against her fur. But as she looks down to see a head full of blonde hair, she remembers. The lust. The connection. The fucking mind-blowing sex.

For the first time in days, she feels at ease, and the cramps from within are barely noticeable. She clenches her inner walls to see if she can still feel Adora inside of her and indeed she can. It isn't as prominent as before their rest, but she can still feel her inside.

It conjures the most powerful sensation in Catra's chest – more than anything she's ever felt. It's mixed with assurance, safety, possession, relief, and something more closely related with fondness. It's difficult for her to put into words, but she feels deeply satisfied.

Her legs ache since they've been splayed out to the side while Adora lays between them. It's not terribly painful, mostly just uncomfortable, but she can manage. The scent in the air is thick and reminds her of being in the Horde. It's much less filled with soot and metal that wafted from the Horde's refinery, but it's undeniably Adora.

They haven't shared the same bed in months, and the thought brings tears to the corners of her eyes.

Catra looks down at the dummy still asleep on her chest. She decides to scrape her claws over Adora's scalp. The motion has always been soothing to Adora – some nights she'd find Adora fast asleep after such ministrations.

Her attention snaps to the door when she hears some shuffling just outside. Thankfully, she had told Glimmer not to bother her, and that if Catra needed to, she'd request food from the guards. The feline made it very clear that she didn't want to be interrupted. The last thing she wants is for Glimmer to walk in on her servicing herself. Luckily, it's also benefiting her now.

Food does sound amazing, though, and maybe she should consider what she wants to eat; but how will she be able to accomplish that with Adora here?

She looks down at the alpha and more of the same fondness grows within her chest and it brings a grin to her lips. It's nearly overpowering, but Catra just looks across the room as she continues to rub Adora's torso. Her hands had started at her scalp, then migrated south over her shoulders and back muscles.

Catra remembers how much she had wanted to touch Adora before all of this had happened. The plane of the blonde's back is a territory she's never traversed, but now finds herself wanting to kiss every ridge.

Adora is a heavy sleeper and it's benefitting Catra right now as she indulges her still hormonal body with languid touches. The blonde's ass is out on display. If only Catra could reach! But from this angle it's nearly impossible.

Catra didn't have much of a chance to explore Adora's body. Between their heightened senses and the buildup of tension from shared dreams, she's surprised they didn't just fuck as soon as Adora arrived. Now, she's so grateful that Adora had some semblance of self-control.

Of course, the idea of being railed by Adora's alpha form is appealing, but Catra also feels so vulnerable – gross – probably due to her heat.

Shit! Did we even talk about that? she thinks. They were just so caught up in everything that she never had the chance to explicitly voice it. Right? She mentioned the spell protecting her, but that was about it. Fuck, they need to talk, and Catra hates talking. She's done enough of it with Sparkles and Bow for a lifetime. She isn't sure there's enough energy in her tank to have more conversations with Adora.

How will she even take it? Adora doesn't know a fraction of the new shit she's learned over the last few weeks. What if Catra is too much of a burden, now? What if Adora doesn't like omegas – let alone a weird magical one? Her heart starts to hammer in her chest. It really could be too much for Adora. She didn't know she was laying in bed with an omega, right?

Wait…

Did Adora only want Catra because she's an omega in heat?

That's the question the makes her hands pause and her anxiety spike.

…

She hates talking, especially when she knows the answers could ruin her.

The small haven they've created would be nothing if Adora walks away.

…

But when the blonde stirs from no longer receiving the light ministrations, Catra knows it's what they need to do. The shame and guilt bubbling in her throat makes it difficult to even stay in this bed a moment longer, but she knows. Her life had been so empty without Adora in it. She can't just run away every time that shame gnaws at her bones.

Catra brings her hand to Adora's cheek, and she lightly rubs it with her thumb as her bottom lip quivers without her permission.

She'll have to get through this because she has to know for sure. Was this just a fever dream? Like what they've shared. Or is the potential for something more really possible?

The alpha's face is just so peaceful. And if it's the last time Catra's ever going to get to see this, then she's going to savor it.

Adora's eyelashes begin to flutter before she violently startles and pushes her torso up and off Catra's stomach. The alpha's face is covered in panic, but when she looks around to find Catra beneath her, she begins to breathe again.

Catra's brow is furrowed. "What is it? What's wrong?" The anxious edge in the feline's voice is clear as day. Damn emotions! I should get up. I should get dressed. I knew this wasn't what she wanted..

Catra's internal panic attack halts as she watches Adora shake her head and settle her body back down onto Catra's. The feline attempts to move regardless of the reassurance because that gnawing pain from within keeps increasing; but she's pinned to the bed again by all of Adora's body weight.

"It's nothing," Adora says gently. "I just… do you want to get up?"

Catra stops fidgeting under Adora and she huffs out an exasperated breath. "You just, what?" She didn't mean to speak with such volition, but the emotions wreaking havoc on the inside won't stop.

Adora closes her mouth and begins to eye Catra warily. "I just, didn't know where I was for a second." The blonde's voice is quiet as she gauges the feline. She had been so focused on her surroundings that she hadn't really noticed Catra first. Now, the fear that creeps under Adora's skin isn't from an unfamiliar room, but from the face Catra is making at her. Her mind begins to spiral with worry. Adora lifts herself like a reflex. She knows Catra is upset and she's completely unsure if it's because of her.

Those words make Catra chuckle with fear and relief and sweet ironic pain. The feline flings out her arms to maintain contact and to pull Adora back in and against her body. They lie like that for a moment as Catra tries to engrave every second just to delay the inevitable. She doesn't want it to end.

But all good things do come to an end, and she releases Adora's torso.

The alpha feels incredibly confused as Catra's pheromones are signaling some distress, and now, she's laughing… now she's crying? What happened? What did she do? "Uh," Adora fumbles for words, "did I hurt you?"

Catra sniffs as a few stray tears fall down without Adora's notice. "I don't know, Adora. Are you going to hurt me?"

Adora furrows her brow in confusion. That was a very weird question, she reasons. It seems as though she should tread lightly. "I-I don't think so…?"

"Well, you probably will!" Catra can no longer hold back her quivering lip and looks to the ceiling for a reprieve. Adora will leave her and never come back. She can live with that, right?

Adora attempts to move slowly to maybe give Catra some space. She seems a bit disoriented. As the alpha shifts her weight, she realizes that her shaft is still formed and inside of Catra. It feels incredible. She lifts her torso again so that she's resting on her hands and looking down between their bodies to see that they're indeed still joined. The knot has all but disappeared, but their flesh still dances together as they each make small movements.

The visual is enough to stir something again inside of Adora. But she must remain focused. Catra is in distress, and it's written all over her face. The feline often shows anger for many situations when she's upset, but it's a rarity to see her crying unless she's been through something very difficult. Adora determines it's best to pull out for now, otherwise she risks getting distracted.

Fear shoots through the feline's chest as her eyes widen with concern at what's happening. Adora's leaving… The knot in Catra's throat – not the one she'd prefer – keeps her from saying much of anything. Her eyes begin to water and that catches Adora's attention as she rests against Catra once more.

Adora hopes against all hope that Catra isn't regretting what they did. Am I making her uncomfortable? "Is it me? I can get off –"

"No!" Catra throws caution to the wind in an instant and reaches desperately for the blonde. She pulls Adora back down onto her elbows. The softness with which Adora says those words makes her heart pang with frustration. "It's not you, I just…" she swallows over the thickness in her throat.

As Adora lays there waiting for Catra to speak, she takes in the feline's features. They're stressed and upset, almost unsure.

With Adora just above her, Catra moves to tuck her head into the crook of the alpha's neck and shoulder. A lame attempt at hiding from the conversation, but after a few sniffs from her nose Catra notices the mark she left on Adora's neck. It's angry and red with Catra's teeth marks. "Shit, Adora," she says just before involuntarily licking the afflicted spot.

The blonde winces, but after a moment, Catra's tongue feels soothing. "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

"You just winced, dumbass. How can you say it doesn't hurt?" Worry rises in Catra's throat. What if Adora hates that she did that?

"It's fine. I liked it. It made my orgasm stronger when you did it." Adora's tone is quiet, like she just told Catra a secret.

Man, did it make Catra's heart soar. She bites her lip as she allows those words to roam freely in her mind. "You did?" she asks just a bit too softly for her liking.

Adora pulls back so Catra's face is visible. "Of course, I did." The alpha's earnest blue eyes stare into mixed ones and her smile beams down at the woman below. "Did, did you? Like it, I mean? I know we've never done… that, before. Are you… are you okay?" Adora's face shifts between her awkward pauses and her brow furrows with concern.

The emotions and insecurity in Adora's voice show Catra that she's not the only one here feeling ancious. The feline quickly blinks away her shock and swallows before saying, "yes. I" she pauses to find the words, "it was amazing, Adora."

The alpha releases a breath that she'd been holding, and a few tears leave her eyes. They fall onto Catra's chest. "Okay, good," Adora says reflexively. She'd been worried she'd done something wrong. The smile she gives now is just blinding.

And just like that, all Catra's worry dissipates. Adora isn't running from her. She isn't shying away and regretting what they did. She isn't leaving Catra. The pull this realization has on her insides is incredibly strong. Her head is swimming in what she can only describe as bliss. Adora is smiling down at her like this, because of the experience they shared. Catra put that smile on Adora's face. It's nearly overwhelming to realize that the exact opposite of what she had been dreading could even be possible. That Adora had in fact thoroughly enjoyed herself.

When the raging anxiety ebbs away from her insides she realizes that she can still feel Adora's shaft against the outside of her leg. Catra instinctively reaches down to touch Adora's member. It makes Catra moan by just feeling Adora's flesh. The motion causes Adora to shiver. She's getting hard again, Catra realizes as she grabs Adora's cock somewhat possessively.

"Fuck," Adora all but moans breathily into Catra's ear.

It's simply divine.

"Mmmm," Catra slides her fingers gently over the length of the alpha's cock. She notices the veins and heat emanating from it. Her hand dances languidly up and down Adora's shaft as she also rocks her center against Adora's hip. "Fuck, you're getting hard already."

"Yeah, fuck –" she pauses for a breath. "You have that effect on me." The words are cocky and teasing in a way they're both familiar with.

However, the words douse Catra's arousal like kerosine on a campfire. I make Adora hard, she reasons. Catra makes Adora feel intense pleasure, just as Adora does for her.

The feline looks down to her left to watch as her hand pumps up and down Adora's cock. She absolutely knows that they haven't spoken a word about what they need to, but she can hardly resist this. It's as though her inner omega is demanding that she satisfy her alpha. The words can wait. She can have this last moment. Then, they can talk. She can find out if being an omega is terrible later. Now, she just wants Adora. The selfish part of her needs to do this for Adora. One last time.

The flesh beneath Catra's fingertips continues to swell slowly.

The alpha leans into Catra's shoulder that she'd bitten the night before. Upon remembering she had also bitten the feline's flesh, Adora looks into Catra's eyes as if to question her about it.

"It's alright. It doesn't hurt." The playfulness in Catra's tone, mocking the already used lie, makes Adora roll her eyes. Hearing her own response thrown back at her isn't comforting, or helpful.

But Catra doesn't let the alpha dwell on it for long. She adjusts her body so that they're both lying on their sides facing each other. The feline reaches down to her own center and collects some of her arousal to use as a lubricant for her hand. She pulls away and reaches for the alpha's cock and begins to stroke it more smoothly than before. The ministrations cause a deep groan to escape Adora's lips. The sound makes Catra's center quiver. "Mmmmm, yes, make noises for me Adora. I want to hear you."

Fuck, Catra is stroking Adora's cock with her wet hand and it feels incredible. She's even sliding up far enough to trace softly over Adora's swollen tip. The sensation makes her twitch almost every time. "Ohhh," Adora doesn't like the position she's in and instead rolls to lay on her back. She groans to the heavens as her pleasure builds.

Catra adjusts to the new position easily. With her wrist in this position, she can pump Adora with more finesse. She wants Adora inside herself so badly, but she can wait. Adora deserves this. She's been fighting to get Catra back and here they lay, together again. Adora deserves all the pleasure Catra can offer.

When the sensation becomes too much to resist, Adora can't keep her hips still. She thrusts into Catra's hand with each pump. The rhythm they've created is glorious, but Adora still doesn't like this. It just feels off. The alpha within grows frustrated. She lifts herself up off the bed to instead straddle Catra.

The quick movements surprise the feline. "Adora, I want to keep doing this." Her hand regains contact with the alpha's cock and it makes Adora groan, only able to nod in response. Adora lifts her hips and rests all her weight on her hands and knees.

Catra growls lowly at the most perfect view that has ever come into existence. Adora's tits are falling out of the hole Catra made in her shirt, as her muscles flex to hold her own weight up. Before Catra can move, Adora begins to thrust her cock into Catra's hand. The alpha's abs twitch as she drives her hips forward. It's beyond anything Catra could've imagined on her own. It's enthralling. Her eyes bounce from the pounding cock in her hand to the muscled arms holding Adora up and back down to her flexing core. It's the most erotic vision Catra has ever witnessed. She thanks any and every magical being out there for orchestrating this moment for her. She could probably die happily. Before she goes though, Adora makes lewd noises from above Catra's head as she rocks her hips faster.

"Mmm, uhhh fuck." Adora can only feel pleasure. Any coherent thought goes out the window.

Catra isn't sure she can just watch anymore. She feels compelled to participate in Adora's pleasure but doesn't want to take away from her experience. Her walls clench with jealousy, but she wants to enjoy this moment. Her body moves on its' own accord as she releases Adora's cock and shimmies her body lower.

Adora is thrown off when Catra removes her glorious hand from her shaft, but when Catra moves further down the bed, her heart nearly stops.

Catra plants herself so her shoulders are between Adora's straddling thighs and her mouth is in near perfect alignment with the alpha's throbbing cock. It twitches just at the sight before her.

"Fuuuuck, yes. Please, Catra," Adora's voice is wrecked as she pleads with the woman beneath her.

"Fuck. Anything you want, princess." Catra slips her hands through her wet folds and brings them up to wrap around Adora's cock. She starts rubbing Adora's soft flesh with both wet palms.

What truly sends the alpha to new heights is when Catra brings the tip of Adora's cock directly to her mouth. At first she blows her hot breath on it while her hands pump up and down Adora's cock. It's a glorious sensation on it's own, but with the prospect of Catra's mouth hovering an inch away – the anticipation will probably kill her before she ever gets to experience it.

Catra can already see the precum slipping out of Adora's swollen head. It's so full, she thinks just before she puts her lips over it and begins to suck on the tip.

Adora nearly buckles as the lavishing on the tip of her cock begins. She feels like she's about to die from how intense everything feels when Catra does it. There's no comparison. Her own hand was merely a replacement for the real thing and she's not sure she'll ever be able to go back to anything she'd done before Catra.

Catra just keeps pumping and sucking on Adora. When the alpha starts losing control of her body, that's when Catra knows she's getting close.

The alpha's hips begin to move on their own. Adora begins to take her own pleasure as she fucks into Catra's hands and mouth. She's never felt such a powerful build up. Yesterday had been her first explosive experience as she came for Catra, and she already feels like the feline has outdone herself. How is that possible? she wonders.

"Shit, fuck. Oh, oh!" Adora's groans are becoming even more lewd and it's getting Catra dangerously close to her own edge. But she keeps pumping her hands and accepting the large tip into her open mouth. Her tongue offers a firm surface to rub the underside of Adora's tip against.

Adora's face is beet red as she bears down on the glorious sensations. It makes the pounding in her cock much more powerful, and the tip is bursting with pulsing heat. It grows and grows until Adora can no longer take it. She releases the breath she's holding as she pumps furiously into Catra's hands.

"Mmmm, yes!" Catra exclaims. Her alpha will be taken care of, she'll make sure of it.

"Ooogghh," the groan that leaves Adora's lips is loud and triggers the beginnings of her release. She pumps roughly into Catra's mouth as the hand closest to her knot just barely makes contact.

Each thrust sends more explosions through her nerves. Adora thought she was coming, and she was, until Catra's hand grips tightly down and begins tantalizing her knot. The heat and the pressure rebuilds quickly as each thrust forces her knot to grow.

Catra's hands can barely contain the knot, but she will do all that she can to satisfy Adora. The feline's walls clench with jealousy, wishing that instead the knot was stretching her own walls. But the image above her is everything. Tit's bouncing with each thrust. Abs clenching as a cock enters her mouth. Adora's cock. Everything is still so new and intoxicating.

Adora knows it's happening because the build has ceased and now she's falling and crashing hard. Adora can't even breath by the time her pleasure releases. Her cock throbs with each pump of come that enters Catra's mouth. The alpha's hips still with the intensity, but it doesn't end there as Catra picks up right where Adora had left off.

The feline begins to pump her hands up and down the length of Adora's cock and bobs her head forward and back to suck gently on Adora's tip. The taste is a delicacy she revels in. When she realizes Adora's almost done, Catra quickly opens her eyes to drink in Adora's sexy face. Her mouth is wide open as strong grunts come out of her throat with each pump of Catra's hands. Adora's chest becomes deep red with the exertion and her tits bounce with every twitching muscle.

The alpha falls to the side and basically rips herself out of Catra's grasp.

It shocks Catra so much that she sits up on her right elbow to look at Adora to make sure she's okay. All she notices, however, is that Adora is gasping for air as her muscles still spasm along with the remnants of her orgasm. "Hey, you weren't finished," she says trying to sound admonishing, when it truly comes out petulantly.

Adora giggles between panting breaths, until she can finally speak. "Too sensitive. Couldn't take it anymore." The alpha's chest rises and falls heavily as she begins to calm her heart.

A low growl comes from Catra's throat, but there's no heat behind it.

After what must've only been a few moments, Adora rounds on Catra and pins her to the bed with a stare. It's filled with desire and heat that reignites Catra's flaming insides. Her cunt is still drenched from simply watching Adora. "What?" Catra tries to sound challenging, when it comes out sounding more breathless.

The alpha can smell the arousal from Catra's center. It makes Adora's mouth water, it's so tantalizing. How could she have lived for so long without knowing what Catra's center smells like? It's calling to her, begging her to be fucked. Adora's cock twitches at that, but she doesn't want to take anymore, she wants to give.

Catra's body trembles on the bed as Adora moves around to get more comfortable between Catra's thighs. When the alpha all but places her face into Catra's folds, the feline starts panting with arousal. She could definitely die happily after this, if she doesn't from the teasing Adora is putting her through. She's sure of it.

Adora places her lips on Catra's thigh before she moves up to her delicate center. The praise Catra deserves for fucking Adora so wholly and so perfectly, will be paid directly to the feline's swollen bud. Adora's mouth waters as she inhales directly from the source of her desire. She nudges closer with her lips as she hovers them and dances them delicately and deliberately over the wet flesh.

Catra all but mewls as her need continues to build. It probably won't take long for Adora to accomplish the task, but apparently she wants to give Catra an aneurism.

The alpha plants kisses over hot flesh and it causes Catra's hips to flinch. When Adora laves her tongue delicately over Catra's clit, the feline makes a needy whine. It's nothing Adora has ever heard before, but she wants more of. It calls to Adora's body. She must give Catra pleasure if it's the last thing she does. In a not so gentle move, she sucks Catra's clit into her mouth and begins to suck fervently.

"Aaah!" the cry is loud and high pitched as Catra slowly loses her mind to Adora's talented tongue.

The alpha is not at all sure what she's doing, but it's similar to what Catra was doing to her, so she thinks it might work – just on a smaller scale. When Catra begins to moan out Adora's name and grab at her blonde hair for more pressure, Adora becomes much more confident in her abilities.

Catra grips Adora's hair tightly as she essentially rides the alpha's face. Her hips rock and twitch as she rubs her opening on Adora's chin. The pressure combined with the languid tongue, is pure bliss. Plus the feeling of control Catra loves having – but also secretly loves giving to Adora – makes the experience much more powerful.

"Nnnngh, fuck!" Catra's hips don't stop which makes it difficult for Adora to suck on Catra's clit, so she pokes her tongue out of her mouth so Catra can fuck her face.

The feline could die any second now! It's going to happen. She'll die from this, because how do people survive this!? Her hips continue rocking onto Adora's face now that Catra found the right spot to rub herself against. Adora is magical with that damn tongue.

Catra's moans come out short yet loud, "ah! Ah! Ah! Fuck, Adora!"

When it all finally becomes too much, Catra's center catches ablaze. Her clit pounds while her walls try to clench down on Adora's chin. The waves of pulsing pleasure reverberate throughout her body. Her claws dig into Adora's right shoulder, while her other hand grips tightly to Adora's hair to hold her in place.

The alpha accepts her fate as she holds her breath until completion. When the quakes stop erupting through Catra's body, Adora can finally emerge from the depths of her deep blue sea. When she resurfaces, she can finally breathe again and she's surrounded by Catra's pleasure. Then, Catra's body twitches oddly. Adora rises to her hands and knees to look at the feline.

Catra has her arm wrapped over her eyes as her body shakes with what seems like wracking sobs. She can't let a single one slip, but the tears are already staining the bedding – along with other fluids.

Adora lays down over top of Catra, but also leaning more onto one side to let her breaths come in sharply. The alpha reaches hand over the feline's heaving chest. Her tits shake with each tremble, but Adora can hardly be bothered. "Catra," her tone is soft and prodding.

It's meant to sound safe, but all Catra can hear is the pity. Her mind falls down into the rabbit hole of everything that's gone horribly wrong.

Adora is starting to worry. She tries to remove Catra's arm, and after a few moments of resistance, it finally relents and is placed by her side.

Catra sobs quietly between each breath. She feels completely exposed and wrong under Adora's scrutiny, but after a moment the alpha moves closer to Catra's face and begins to plant delicate kisses. Each one is a reminder of their connection.

After each kiss, Adora affirms Catra with little sayings, like "we're safe," "it's all right," "I'm here, now," and "I'm not going anywhere, I promise."

Catra's sobs turn into softer cries. Her tears fall occasionally, but she does her best to wipe away the evidence.

Adora allows Catra the room to move about as she feels she needs to, but the alpha doesn't ever stray far.

There has only ever been one other time that Catra's cried this hard, and it was an especially painful day.

Adora gives the other woman her silence so she can get her thoughts in order before she speaks.

When Catra finally gets her breathing to calm and her lip to stop quivering, she attempts at speaking. "I- uh," she swallows. "I found out about my mom."

Adora's eyes widen as she remains quiet, but she does place her hand into one of Catra's.

Feeling bolder by pointedly not looking at Adora, Catra continues to speak. "She was supposed to give birth to me, but the Horde found her before she could." The feline stares out into space as she thinks of what to say next. "She gave birth to me in the Horde, and I asked Weaver about it when we tried to leave on the boat together. She told me my mom didn't want me."

Adora gasps and tightens her grip on Catra's hand.

"Don't worry, dummy. I don't believe her." Catra swallows, she's worked up some thirst. She notices Adora's shoulders relax after she says it. "Still sucks, though."

The silence grows thick again. But Adora can sense Catra is building up to something, so she remains patient.

"I um…" Catra turns her head to briefly look at Adora before her tears start building up again. "She's been lying about a lot of things, Adora."

The alpha is starting to get worried. What could that possibly mean?

The wait is torture, but Catra finally begins to explain. "I'm a Chimera, Adora. Apparently, that means I'm magic, and I have powers that I never knew about, because bitch-Weaver lied to me." Catra's lip trembles, "and apparently Chimera's have two souls. Part of me is a beta," she pauses to allow that to sink it, as it naturally should since they both thought she was. "And the other part of me is an omega."

Adora turns to look Catra in the face. Her eyes sharpen in anger; and her anger continues to build in the silence. "You're an omega?" she finally voices roughly.

Catra nods as fresh tears stream down her face. The panic and worry build inside her chest due to Adora's unreadable demeanor.

"Why didn't we know?" the alpha gestures her hand vaguely, "like before? When we found out I was an alpha. Nothing ever came up for you being an omega."

Catra bites her lip as she tries to hold back the shame of something she shouldn't feel bad about. It wasn't her fault they drugged them and lied to their faces. But she still feels badly, like she should've known. "They were, uh –" she swallows.

Adora turns and can see the pain on her face. She quickly reaches out a hand that Catra grabs like a lifeline.

"- they were feeding us suppressants. That's why I didn't know until I left the Horde… until they took me, but still." Catra breathes heavily after the admission, and looks fearfully into Adora's eyes.

Adora's face softens. She can read the insecurity all throughout Catra's body language from her flat ears and lashing tail. The alpha lays down next to Catra and nuzzles into her cheek. "I'm… so sorry, Catra. I… I wish I would've known." Tears fall down the alpha's cheek. Why does she always feel like she fails Catra?

"Why are you apologizing," the feline scoffs. "It was them. They're terrible. But" she pauses for a beat to collect her thoughts. "I'm an omega, Adora." Catra investigates Adora's blue eyes. "And I'm in heat, right now." Catra squeezes her eyes shut and the tears fall heavily onto the bed. Her shame continues to burn her from the inside out.

Adora swallows and looks around the room. It all makes so much sense. Catra smelled different. In a stronger way than normal. "Oh," is all Adora can say as all the pieces click into place.

"Yeah, I-I'm sorry I didn't say so sooner, I just… got carried away. Everything was so intense and felt so good." Catra hides her head under Adora's chin. She nuzzles deeply into her chest and Adora's tits provide such a great comfortable spot.

"What are you talking about? I- I should be apologizing to you. I basically just took advantage of you!" Adora begins to freak out, internally and then blurting it all out externally.

"You didn't take advantage of me!" Catra defends as she pulls her face out of Adora's tits. "Adora, I wanted to fuck you."

That stops the alpha's train of thought completely in its' tracks. "I wanted to fuck you, too." Her eyes close with a languid haze to them.

"See?" Catra kisses the tip of Adora's nose. "You didn't take advantage. I just… I feel bad that I didn't tell you first. I mean…" tears escape her eye and panic begins to build again. "What if we just… 'conceived'" Catra winces at her own word choice "or whatever! The Horde said it could happen after just one time."

Adora gulps, trying to give her brain time to catch up. Because if what Catra is saying is that they could've just made a baby, then she might just cry.

Catra begins panicking as Adora just sits there processing what she just said. Then, the alpha starts crying! Oh, fuck! What did I do, she fears.

"You mean, we could've just…" her mind can't wrap around it, fully. "We could've just made a baby?" The dumbass reaches out her hand to hover just in front of Catra's belly.

The feline shoves her arm away, mostly due to her wacko hormones and sever panic, right now. "Yes! Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I wouldn't want anything else than to have babies with you, Catra." Adora lays it bare as her heart sores from all this newfound information. See, Adora knows she cares for Catra and would happily have babies with her. They would make the best parents.

But Catra's face is not the same as Adora's. "What!?" she all but shrieks out. "You do? Why the hell would you want that!?"

The idea of Catra's belly swelling with their child, makes the alpha from within beam with pride. It shows clearly on Adora's face as her smile turns into great fondness.

Catra can sense the emotions coming from Adora and it's doing things for her. The alpha she essentially has been in love with her whole life wants that? Wants to have kids with her? The bite on her neck burns as she feels their connection. It's always been there, but the mark cements it. Her walls clench on nothing as she looks into Adora's eyes.

The blonde looks back at Catra and the feline looks at her with half lidded eyes. The lust lingering there makes Adora's gut clench and sends a throb down her shaft. "I meant what I said last night."

Catra looks at her questioningly.

The alpha ascends Catra's body until they're eye to eye. Adora purrs out "you're mine." Her alpha has been more influential on her behavior, and this is a bold move even in her eyes. But Catra has to know. She can't hide it anymore. They've already come this far, she has to want this, too. Right?

Catra's thighs clench as Adora all but claims her aloud for all to hear. Even though it's just the two of them, the effect on Catra is the same. Lust clouds her brain, and she preens at the idea of submitting to Adora. The look in her eyes tells Catra that she wants to devour her.

Catra had reciprocated the words back, but the feline has never been one for words, more so action. When Adora sees the feline twitch at her words and her eyes glaze over with lust, she grinds her hips involuntarily.

The twitch from the alpha drives Catra insane. The pull of Adora's cock filling her to the brim again is so strong, she's swimming in the pheromones. It calls to her like a siren at sea. The desire is unrelenting as she bathes in its' aroma. Then, her body moves on its' own accord. She shifts to sit in front of Adora with her legs spread open. Catra leans back onto the bedding as she reaches for Adora.

The alpha gets to her knees as she hovers over Catra's hot body. Her chest is heaving as she stares at Adora's cock. The image is insanely attractive and it makes Adora's cock twitch with a throb.

"Mmmmm," the moan Catra makes sounds more like a needy whine.

The melody plays on repeat in Adora's mind as she bends down to grip at her own cock. She slides her hand up and down her own shaft as her eyes devour her partner below.

Catra's mouth waters at Adora pleasuring herself above the feline's body. It's intoxicating. The alpha is a tease and Catra's a brat that wants to be told what to do. But she'll still try to grab Adora.

When the alpha senses what Catra's trying to do, she dodges her grasp easily. It was a half assed attempt anyways. She doesn't want to grab Adora's cock, she wants the alpha to make her take it. Adora continues to rub herself. She even dips her hand down into Catra's own wetness for lubrication. It makes Adora groan and twitch.

The scene unfolding above her is torture. Catra reaches out her hand once again, only to be swatted at. Then, Adora pulls away completely to sit back on her heels. It creates so much space for Catra to watch more of Adora pumping her cock.

The vision before her makes her walls twitch. A deep ache begins to form in her center and all that will satisfy her is Adora fucking her. Catra sits up to reach for Adora's cock.

That's when Adora enacts her punishment. Catra's always been a brat. If she wants to act like one, then she'll get treated like one. Adora pulls back even further and drops her cock. The alpha climbs up to grab Catra and flip her over onto her stomach.

The needy whine Catra releases is completely out of her control. As soon as Adora grabbed her, she knew she was in trouble.

The grip Adora has on Catra's arm loosens, but she reaches for the back of Catra's neck instead. The position leaves the feline's ass up as she nestles onto her knees and Adora all but smashes her face into the mattress. Adora then has the headspace to squeeze the nape of Catra's neck three times. It's to ask if she's okay, like they'd always sign to each other when they were younger. It had been more difficult to talk about things back then, but the small gesture really helped relieve a lot of unspoken pain.

The pattern of three squeezes interrupts Catra's foggy mind, but she's aware enough to nod her head and reply with a verbal "yes."

Adora's heart pounds with anticipation. The view of Catra's backside just beyond her tits and her cock pressing gently against her center. It's incredibly alluring. Her hips start to rock as she glides her shaft on Catra's wet cheeks. Her cum has made everything so slippery and it feels incredible. There's just enough friction to feel some pleasure, also.

Catra groans as Adora presses more of her weight on Catra's neck. It makes her feel slightly lightheaded, but not enough to be concerned about. She trusts Adora and if not, she's sure she can muscle her off. "Fuck, Adora. You gonna just play around, or are you going to fuck me?"

The words are so abrupt and vulgar they catch the alpha off guard. She groans deep in her throat. It's difficult to tell if she's growling out of frustration with Catra or with how turned on she is. Adora's hips start moving on their own. Her brain starts to envelope into a haze. The pleasure feels so good and Catra is such a good little omega. She's ready for Adora's cock. There's no doubt. Especially, because of how wet she is. Just to err on the side of caution, Adora grabs her shaft and prods at Catra's entrance. It's like liquid heat wrapping around her tip.

Catra mewls at the intrusion. It's more than welcomed, and about fucking time, but it's not enough. She wants all of Adora inside her. Filling her up and emptying herself inside Catra. The thought alone makes her walls clench. Her mind is hazy with lust as well. "Adora!" she moans out of frustration.

"What?" she all but growls out at Catra.

"You know what! Fuck me," the feline demands.

Oh, but that just won't do. Adora will have her begging for it. The alpha pulls out her cock and begins stroking herself with the unused hand and releasing groans that Catra wants to swallow.

The feline whines at the loss of Adora within her and realizes that she's pleasuring herself outside of Catra. Another whine escapes her mouth. "No, nonono. Adora, fuck me!" She backs her hips up and she can feel Adora pumping her own cock. The alpha's forearm hits her backside and the tip of her cock rubs on the back of her thigh after each desperate pump. Catra's walls clench again on nothing, but her insides are flooding all over Adora's thighs. "Fuck!" the feline exclaims.

"What do you want, Catra?" Adora barely speaks between her stroking and impending orgasm.

"Ughhh, your cock. Please, Adora! Fuck me. Please," her breath gives out as Adora enters her center.

The alpha slides into Catra's walls easily. Her body accepts Adora fully. The blazing heat and Catra's pulsing walls begin to claim her and envelope her cock. It feels so glorious to be this close to Catra. But as the haze of lust continues to fog Adora's mind she begins rocking her hips and grinding into Catra's ass. As she thrusts deeper into Catra's cunt, Adora starts to lose herself to Catra's heat and her own desire.

Adora's hips slap into Catra with abandon. "Aaaah! 'Dor!" Catra screams out between thrusts. It's exhilarating. Adora is claiming her. Fucking her. And soon she'll fill Catra.

Adora's cock is pounding and the vision of Catra below her makes her alpha take over. She removes her hand from the feline's neck and instead grabs her tail. The guttural groan that comes from Catra is vulgar and needy. But it clearly means she's being satisfied.

Suddenly…

"Okay! I know you said not to interrupt yo… AHH!" Glimmer's scream rings out over the room as she thrusts her hands over her eyes. "I'm blind!"

"Fuck, Sparkles!" Catra cries out from beneath Adora, who hardly feels an ounce of shame. The alpha doesn't mind who knows that she's claimed Catra as her own. But Catra is panicking and it triggers something primal in her brain. Her alpha stops all ministrations as she pulls herself out of Catra and turns on the princess.

"You! Stay! Away from her!" Adora growls as her body stands erect with her chest puffed and her arms out to her sides. Her tits are heaving from said chest and her cock is covered in Catra's slick as it bobs out in the open.

Glimmer eyes the alpha for a solid ten seconds before Catra gets her bearings and rounds facing the two of them. She can see Glimmer eyeing her alpha and she does not appreciate it! A deep and angry growl starts in her throat, "Aagh! Glimmer! Leave! Now!"

Without having to be told twice, Glimmer leaves the room in a puff of sparkles.

Adora remains standing and breathing heavily as she inspects the room for anymore intruders. But when she hears Catra all but whine a pathetically desperate sound, she turns back to face the omega in the bed. Her legs are spread open wide and her face is begging Adora to fuck her. The feline's tail flops on the bed with anticipation.

The alpha saunters back over to the bed, and it's incredibly seductive, because Catra knows Adora isn't smooth enough to do it like some asshole, but she's just doing it. Naturally. "Fuck me, please, Adora." Catra's words are desperate, as she lays on her back she all but submits to Adora through and through.

"Fuuuck," Adora says with desire. She gets closer and lowers herself completely on top of Catra. The needy whine from below triggers Adora's hands into action as she grabs her own cock – still as hard as it was a moment ago – and aligns them.

Catra grabs at Adora's back to have her start thrusting and fucking Catra, but Adora, ever the tormentor, languidly slides herself in. At the furthest point she grinds her hips into Catra to rub and squeeze her clit between them. Then, Adora slides out just as painfully slow. Each time out Catra clenches her walls as if to hold Adora hostage. But each time, she comes back to press her cock into the deepest parts of her.

Adora's member is throbbing, and she so badly wants to lose herself to pleasure, but she wants them to get there together. She can do this! Adora does her best to breathe through each thrust. She does so to regain some of her self-control, especially over her orgasm. It was on a direct path to erupting, but she's not ready, yet. Each languid slide of her member causes so much pleasure. She wants to satisfy Catra's heat fully – not lose herself to her own desire.

The feline is all but writhing underneath Adora. She's grasping at Adora's ass. Palming each cheek like she's never been gifted with any greater honor. She worships her ass and drags her claws against Adora's backside.

Adora hisses in pain, but she groans out a vulgar sound. She will claim Catra. Nobody else in this damn kingdom is ever going to have her! They'll have to kill Adora first! As Catra's noises become louder, Adora starts pumping in and out of her with more vigor. Each thrust is more purposeful as she fucks her harder. She's finally losing herself to her pleasure and Catra's walls quiver around her shaft. It's bliss.

Catra feels the pulsating start in her abdomen as Adora's cock hits deep within her. She can't hold it back as it rips through her whole body. Catra gasps before the first wave washes over her. Catra's walls tense and squeeze down on Adora's cock, increasing the friction and the strength of the pulsations.

Adora watches as Catra's orgasm overtakes her. The alpha watches her omega come undone, and it causes Adora to thrust uncontrollably. Her hips slap hard into Catra's center.

"Shiiiiiit!" Catra's mouth is open wide as if to scream to the mountains, but nothing comes out as Adora pounds her cock into Catra's quaking insides. "Aaaaahh!"

In one swift move, and with all the lubrication, Adora's knot enters Catra easily. As the feline comes around Adora's knot, Adora's own orgasm erupts down the length of her shaft. It pulsates at the tip and reverberates downwards to her knot. She begins to empty her cock into Catra.

The hot insides filling her up is overpowering. The satisfaction and pride that Catra has for herself able to keep all her alpha within is just adding to her orgasm.

Adora's cock still pounds as she thrusts what she can into Catra.

The next wave of Catra's second orgasm stems from Adora's knot rubbing direction onto the feline's clit. Her walls clench and throb around Adora's dick and it feels so incredible. The intoxicating bliss emanating from her lust clouded mind is like pure ecstasy.

Adora finally gives what few thrusts she has left for the final quakes of her orgasm. It's all so overwhelming. She keeps finding herself back in Catra's arms. Fucking her. Taking and claiming her.

Catra gently pets at Adora's head as her heart rate slows. She's not sure how much more of this she can take. "Did fucking Glimmer seriously come in here?" she asks out loud. The growl emanating from the alpha on her stomach helps answer that question. "Shit, I'm sorry Adora."

The alpha lifts her head to stare confusedly at Catra. Adora looks down, not wanting to look into the omega's eyes. "Don't be. You didn't think she'd come in."

"And you just stood there! While she ogled you." The frustration rising in her gut at Glimmer getting firsthand knowledge of just how impressive her alpha is feels like it could burn this whole kingdom to the ground.

"She had to know you were mine."

A pitiful whine escapes Catra's throat as her inner walls clench down on Adora's still firm cock. "Damn right, I'm yours." The feline continues to admit her submission to her alpha in between sweet kisses.

Their lips dance languidly and their bodies press further together as all of Adora's body weight lies on Catra. They continue to savor each other as every sense of their bodies embrace the other.

"So, are we going to just ignore that you basically said you want me to have your babies?" Catra's tone is very bratty as she grabs handfuls of Adora's flesh everywhere her hands roam.

"Don't ruin it," the blonde says through a huge grin.

A/N

Okay! I've been gone, but it could've been worse lol We'll get through this eventually lol I hope you enjoyed it. I felt like these two have been apart for so long and endured so much without each other that they deserved a bit of an encore. Thank you so much for reading! Also shame on Glimmer for not knocking.