For the longest time, Lena knew the only person who could make her get wet and come was her best friend, Kara.
But, she had a major problem on her delightfully pale, magical hands: Kara apparently had no damn clue she felt that way. Otherwise, the sweet, beautiful, and strong Kryptonian would have picked up on all of the flirting the thirsty witch-scientist had sent her way.
Subtle things like Lena asking for her feet to be warmed, no matter if their sleepovers were in the omega's huge and more pristine mansion or the alpha's smaller but warmer, more colorful, and more inviting apartment on the rent-controlled side of town.
Less subtle things, too. Like the LuthorCorp CEO winking at, biting her lip in response to, eyebanging, and lingering to touch and talk with the superhero by night, reporter by day.
And – as a last resort – overtly flirty, nearly crossing-the-line things.
For instance, the time Lena asked about how Kryptonian anatomy worked and Kara couldn't stop gabbing about the science behind superbreath, superstrength, superhearing, laser vision, flying, and X-ray vision, all while getting an incredibly magnificent, visible boner in her pants mid-explanation. A boner Lena reached out to gently stroke and ask about as well, only for Kara to once again be oblivious, sweetly reply with how Kryptonian penises worked pretty much like human ones like it was the most obvious fact of all, then turn their attention back to the snacks and movie in front of them.
In other words, when the smart yet dense superhero went to the bathroom mid-commercial and peed long and loud enough for Lena to get herself off on the Kryptonian's couch, the sexually frustrated Earthling knew she had to step up her game. Especially by being more direct.
So, after doing some research which included stalking Kara's social media pages and reading the alpha's top-rated CatCo articles for some inspiration, Lena came up with what she hoped would be the perfect idea: confessing her love via donuts, Kara's favorite dessert ever.
Gumption and nervousness simultaneously at an all time high, the sweet but increasingly-horny CEO decided to put in an order to Delilah's Donuts, the super's go-to shop. Specifically, for an order of red-, green-, and white-glazed mini donuts which would arrive on Christmas Eve, be arranged in the shape of a heart, and spell out, "I Love You, Kara. Be My Girlfriend. <3"
Once her order was confirmed and she paid extra to insure it so she could quickly get a replacement if anything happened to it mid-delivery, there were only four items Lena had left to check off on her list. One, to decorate her entire house so it looked like a winter wonderland. Two, to get Kara to agree to come over at the right time. Three, to figure out what to wear to what she hoped would be a glorious occasion and – no matter how awkward it might be – their first time. And four, to create candy cane-themed, lightly Kryptonite-laced condoms for Kara so they wouldn't make too much of a mess or get pregnant before they were more established.
Of all those tasks, she first decided to call Kara to confirm she was free and willing to come over the night of Christmas Eve. A request which was thankfully met with a giggly and playful, "Well, duh! Where else would I be, silly?! I'll bring some potstickers, candy, and other goodies for us because we've been so good this year! Just you wait!"
A response which not only made Lena flush and bite her lip next to her phone as she was cooking some entrees, cookies, and side dishes for them, but also make a note to add an extra, kinda naughty item to her list. Specifically, getting mint-, gingerbread-, chocolate-, and sugar cookie-flavored lube for them, given every fiber of her being was urging her to treat more than one part of Kara as a goody in its own right, too.
But, as soon as she put in her order for all of that lube, she realized she needed to add another item to her list. Right after Kara texted her the most adorable picture of what she was going to dress up as for their night in: a reindeer with a painted-on red nose, a headpiece made of soft-looking brown antlers, multicolored holiday lights and ornaments around those and her neck, and red circles painted over her cheeks.
A picture which, as naughty as it was, Lena couldn't help but take a break from cooking to omegafap over, only to accidentally burn everything because she took too long reveling in the pleasure her magical, lifelike dildo brought. And, had to start cooking all over again when even her best, post-orgasm magic couldn't make everything taste as good as she'd intended.
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Finally, Christmas Eve came and everything looked as perfect as possible, meaning it was Lena's time to shine.
Each doorway had a real mistletoe fixture hanging in the middle of its archway, and the winding white stairway was adorned with rainbow baubles, faux pine branch wraps, and tinsel. The whole house smelt of ginger bread and sugar cookies as well as brined turkey, garlic mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, cinnamon rolls, buttered crescent rolls, green bean casserole, roast beef, and macaroni and cheese made from scratch. And, some light holiday jazz was playing on a record set near the tall but reachable Christmas tree, which was topped with a tampon angel they'd drunkenly made after watching the Christmas episode of Wynonna Earp together.
Festivities which Lena suddenly got distracted from unnecessarily checking on when the doorbell finally rang and revealed an adorably smiley, gift-bearing Kara.
"MERRY CHRISTMASSSSSS, LENA!"
There wasn't enough room on the sweet omega's face for her to smile widely enough, so her cheeks naturally began to hurt from how happy the moment was making her. A pain well worth it when Kara lightly tossed the present on the carpet to suddenly move forward, cup her face, and coo in an impossibly more adorable way, "Who's the Dasher to my Dancer, the Prancer to my Vixen, the Comet to my Cupid, the Donner to my Blitzen?! Aha, it's Miss Rudolph here! Mwah!"
Lena swore to any gods listening that she'd died and gone to heaven when listening to those words. Especially when Kara ended them with a delightful kiss to her red nose and just continued walking in like she wasn't at all aware of or responsible for the drive-by, vehicular homicide she'd just committed.
"Wow! All of this for me?! You've really outdone yourself this year, Miss Luthor! I'll have to find some way to pay you back," the delightfully oblivious alien mused while looking at and touching all the decorations around her, then stopping to twirl around in excitement over and over.
Horny as hell because she'd been waiting so many years for a night like this, Lena broke at that sight a little. All by biting her lip, hungrily looking the bubbly blonde up and down, and accidentally muttering before she could take it back, "You can pay me back by breaking mine with those delicious muscles."
Words which Kara definitely picked up on, got wide-eyed and open-mouthed at, and asked about after coming to a screeching halt, "Umm, what?!"
Words Lena soon realized didn't stay in her head, too, such that she'd need something to distract from the sweet alpha she didn't have the heart to lie to, especially after all they'd been through together.
"Emm, who wants to be naughty and have dessert before dinner?!"
Thankfully, her enthusiastic deflection worked. Kara immediately got worked up, such that she started bouncing up and down with unrelenting enthusiasm, raised and waved her hand like a wild woman, then screamed, "ME, ME, ME! I DO! I DOOOOO! PICK ME, PLEASE!"
Words which cause Lena to die all over again, then start talking dirty again without meaning to. All by confidently sauntering over to Kara, grabbing her close in a playful yet suggestive way, and whispering into one antler-pinning ear, "Okay, Miss Naughty. Be my good girl and go sit on the couch so I can bring out your first. Present. Of. The. Year."
Upon realizing how her cover was quickly getting blown, Lena panicked. Then, she nearly abandoned ship, only to stop because of two things: how she swore Kara audibly gulped, and how the child-like wonder practically flew over to the couch and sat down, expectantly looking at her, clapping, and bouncing up and down in anticipation.
In other words, if Lena wasn't turning into a waterfall in her pants before, she definitely was now.
"Right, emm, presents! Present time!"
Thankfully, the good witch-scientist's big, beautiful brain kicked in just in time, such that she did her best to calmly walk to the table where she'd placed the donuts which had arrived unexpectedly early, pick up the beautifully-wrapped box, and place it in Kara's outstretched hands as she, too, sat on the comfy dark green couch.
"Merriest of Christmases to the woman who's made me happier than I ever thought possible," Lena uttered with tears in her eyes as she handed over the box and watched Kara smile with tears in her eyes as well, curiously shake the box, and quickly tear into it.
At first, our lovely leading lady held her breath because she wasn't sure how her beloved would react when opening the box and seeing, "I Love You, Kara. Be My Girlfriend. <3"
However, upon the box opening all the way up and Kara gasping in surprise, the CEO had an entirely different reason to hold her breath: they'd evidently received someone else's order.
Specifically, instead of her Christmas-themed ask, they'd received donuts which had black and white frosting, were adorned with little silver handcuffs and whips which looked edible, and boldly said "OH FUCK MY" above a lone donut hole.
A donut hole which had clearly been crafted to look like an omega's folds, pearl, and core.
And, a donut hole which made Lena completely lose her shit, such that she started crying into her hands uncontrollably and blubbering out in between wet sniffles, "NO! NO! This . . . this isn't my ORDER! It wasn't supposed to BE like this! It . . . it was supposed to say I LOVE YOU and ask you to be my GIRLFRIEND, and now it's RUINED! And now I'm NEVER gonna get the chance, and—"
Words Lena didn't get to finish. Because, seemingly all at once, Kara swiftly put the donuts on the couch, got on top of her, gently removed her head from her hands, kiss her soundly, started grinding down on her, and replied in a way which was equal parts soothing and suggestive just before kissing her again, "Okay."
At first, Lena wasn't sure what Kara was trying to say. That she accepted the situation was bad, but wasn't beyond redemption? That she did want them to be girlfriends? That she did want to fuck on the couch?
Thankfully, once her brain caught up with the rest of her body and the situation, she was able to internalize everything.
That Kara was kissing her.
That Kara was rubbing what felt like two incredibly big, full balls against her pant seams.
That Kara was growling, groaning, gasping, and getting hard because of her.
And, when she came up for some much-needed air, realized that Kara was kissing down her front, then starting to fervently unbutton her shirt and pants.
In other words, Kara felt some kind of way about her, too, and every part of Lena which had been wet was starting to ignite into a fiery force not even she could comprehend. Especially when she suddenly felt a cool breeze of air hit her folds and curls, something round but cool be quickly shoved into her, and a small rumble from Kara falling off the couch.
Before she knew it, a warm breeze and tongue descended upon her, making her open her bicolored, hooded eyes to and gasp at two distinct visuals: the donut hole being gone from the box, and Kara enthusiastically going down on her.
Visuals her hazy brain suddenly understood were part of the same thing: that Kara was now on her living room floor, voluntarily eating a pussy donut out of her pussy.
"MMMMMM! Oh mahhhhhhh Goooooood, soooooo goooood!"
Between those sultry words and the even more sultry sound of Kara lapping at and practically slurping her wetness, Lena wanted to pass the hell out in ecstasy. A feeling which quickly grew as the apparently thirsty alpha suddenly stopped eating her out, ripped the brunette's shirt open so messily that expensive gold buttons flew everywhere, and picked up some of the other donuts. All to smear them all over the reddening, on-cloud-nine omega's newly naked breasts and belly.
"YEEEESSSSS! MY OMEGA! MY GIRLFRIEND! MINE," Kara growled with hooded eyes and a very distinctly dominant but protective and caring alpha scent, such that Lena came hard in surprise, sent the rest of the soaked donut hole flying into a hand Kara deftly moved to catch it, and watched as the alpha wildly devoured it before going to town on the rest of her.
As the Kryptonian's tongue traced trails up and down the frosty mess she'd created and swirled around as well as suckled each of Lena's nipples, the heaving and on-edge-again witch swore the starving alpha was trying to mark her, as every trace felt like she was being tattoo gunned. Marking which only stopped once the beast of an alien suddenly stopped to do three things.
Specifically, kiss her so soundly she could taste all the donuts' myriad of flavors, pull back to offer her a donut, and – as she ate with fixated eyes – penetrate the O-shaped donut with a throbbing, veiny red dick, such that the chocolate-covered donut looked a lot like a very dark knot pulsating around Kara's huge shaft.
A shaft Lena immediately knew the destination of once Kara asked her to present with those nearly-black-with-desire baby blues, such that she quickly rolled over to get on her hands and knees. And, completely forgot about the condoms and lubes she'd so carefully shopped for, then left in different hiding places around the house for safekeeping.
Thoughts which completely exited her mind once Kara moved from licking and kissing up her backbone to entering her in one hard, creamy, loud thrust.
"My hole to fuck. Mine," the enraptured blonde growled hungrily and possessively. Right before draping herself over Lena completely to fuck the good witch-scientist as closely as possible.
And, apparently, confess a most unexpected, sweet thing.
"I'm so glad you want me, too; I never thought this would . . . happen," the super broke away from her dominant alpha persona with a grateful sob, such that she became more like her gentle self and not only left a trail of soft kisses from pale shoulder to pale cheek, but cradled and lightly rocked Lena in the arms. Just the way the loving, loyal omega had dreamt of for years.
"Too?! You've wanted me . . . too?! All this time?!"
Lena couldn't help but wonder if she'd heard Kara correctly and ask with tears of surprise in her eyes, given how ready to float off the couch and come again she already was.
After trembling some and nodding gently into Lena, the super confessed something which shocked the already shook omega even more. All by sobbing out even harder, "I . . . I was flirting so much, but thought you didn't . . . feel the same way . . . about me! I massaged your feet with my hands instead of my feet when you got cold because you'd look at me like I'd hung the moon and the stars every time. I . . . I came to your place to hold you late at night . . . even after bad missions and ruts . . . because you feel like home! I . . . I bought you donuts . . . and and and flowers . . . and burgers! I even got the courage to ask you to be mine once, but . . . turned out you'd already fallen asleep. I didn't . . . I didn't have the courage to ask again after that. Because I'd rather have you in my life as a friend . . . than not at all!"
Genuinely surprised that she'd mistaken all of Kara's flirtations as them just being friends, Lena had no idea of what to say at first. So, she instead gently moved them to where Kara was lying back against the couch and temporarily out of her, then genuinely mounted her while softly commanding, "Let's make up for all of the lost time, Kara. Love me now like this, and let me love you in your ways, too."
Words Kara could only vigorously nod to as Lena started to gently move up and down to start a rhythm between them, then slowed down a little upon remembering both of them were virgins and powerful enough to hurt each other.
"Please! Please, Lena! Don't . . . don't hold back! I . . . I promise I won't hurt you . . . unless it's by accident . . . or you want it," Kara begged in between gasps for air, mesmerized by the omega's bare, Christmas bell necklace-covered breasts bouncing in front of her. And, high on the feeling of her being so raw, hard, and huge inside Lena's incredibly tight, wet, curly-haired, and sticky warm opening.
Relieved to have the loving blonde's permission to just go off, Lena immediately started to make quicker, rougher, more unfettered love to Kara. Specifically, she quickly went from timidly moving and nervous to confidently ripping open Kara's white and green Christmas tree-themed pajamas, stealing a sunkissed breast from there, popping it in her mouth, and suckling it hard while starting to bounce up and down so hard that she could feel the donut still around Kara's shaft squishing and compressing between them.
"Yes . . . yes . . . YES! OH, YES, KARA! FUCK ME . . . FUCK ME! Just . . . just like that," Lena screamed as the Kryptonian started to harmonize with her movements, suckle her breasts as well, and buck up harder and harder, such that the little bells on their antler headpieces started jangling like someone had put them on high in a blender.
A scream which ignited the alpha's inner dominance once more, such that she sexily and swiftly moved them to a position in which she was not only on top, but pinning Lena to the couch and mercilessly starting to fuck her into its already-ruined dark green cushions.
"Like this?! Is this good, Lena?! Tell me," Kara breathlessly pleaded, all while reveling in the hot, sporadic breaths bursting from Lena's swollen red lips like small clouds of bomb smoke. Only to be swiftly and soundly silenced by those lips passionately seizing hers.
"I . . . I'm gonna come, Kara," the tightly-wound and on-edge omega quickly whispered into one flushed ear. All before clamping down on Kara's huge dick hard and fast enough to make the patient but desperate alpha accidentally come first.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH, LENAAAAAAAAAA!"
Surprised by Kara's sudden scream of ecstasy and scalding hot spurts deep inside her, Lena clamped down even harder and came so hard that she not only shot a generously big, thick mix of their come and chocolate frosting onto the couch, but pinned Kara even closer to her with both quaking, pale, frosting-covered legs.
"Happy . . . Happy Christmas, darling. I . . . I love you," Lena hoarsely cooed when coming to, nuzzling into and twirling drenched blonde locks with the hope that her alpha could hear her.
Words of love Kara thankfully did hear and hoarsely cooed back at, "Love you so much, Best Christmas Present Ever."
A response which got them to start making love all over again, such that they forgot about the other food in the kitchen and presents under the tree for a time.
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Upon waking in her bed somehow the next snowy morning, Lena reveled in the distinct burn she felt in her nether regions. So much so that she couldn't help but roll over to stare at and cuddle an alpha who was definitely still asleep, based on her cute, quiet snore.
But, little did Lena know that trying to roll over would be a very bad idea. All because her hips had slightly but surely dislocated from all the wild, passionate, nearly constant sex they'd been having all night as well as in the wee hours of the morning.
Pain which made itself known to Lena to the point at which she couldn't help but curl into herself, reach behind her to try to rouse her love, and scream, "KARA! KARA, YOU HAVE TO WAKE UP! I . . . I THINK SOMETHING'S WRONG!"
A cry the messy sleeper of a super quickly awoke to with glasses askew and hair in all textures and directions. All to frantically look around for trouble, then scream in a mix of surprise and worry, "WHAT, WHERE?!"
A question Kara quickly got the answer to when looking at Lena's pained face, realizing where her pale hand was tentatively hovering, and using her X-ray vision to try to detect what had happened.
"It's your hips, but you're gonna be okay, Lena! I . . . I'll fly you to the hospital right now," the kind and concerned alien quickly shared with as much calm as she could muster.
All before superspeeding out of bed, scooping up Lena as quickly and carefully as possible, and flying her to the nearest emergency room.
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Lena would be in a wheelchair and special cast for about two months, then go to some physical therapy to fully heal from the wild first time they'd had.
A development Kara apologized for hundreds of times, only to be gently and thankfully silenced by her omega's lips every time.
"I'm not sorry at all, Kara; as painful as it's been, it's been the hottest, most delicious, most memorable thing to ever happen to me. Thank you. Oh, and do be a dear; help me move these into our little sex dungeon," the forgiving and in love witch-scientist replied as they were getting back from a furniture store. All to put the finishing touches on the red kryptonite, magic-moderating room they'd build together to avoid either of them getting hurt in the future.
Smiling sweetly as well as flushing hard at how Lena was starting to call their love room a sex dungeon, all Kara could say back was a quick and flustered but adorable, "Aye aye, captain!"
Words which left Lena feeling so full and happy. Especially when the super sped off to put up some wall mounts for their new collection of sex toys to use when she was cleared to have sex again and she started to feel sick for the millionth time that month, most likely due to the change in the amount of pain medicine she was supposed to be on.
An assumption which was proven untrue when, later that day at what was supposed to be her last doctor's appointment for awhile, they found out she was going to need a wheelchair later in the year.
All because she was pregnant with their first baby, a girl they'd name Holly Autumn when she arrived on Halloween months later.