Lena doesn't say anything for a long moment, but Kara can easily find the answers within her pretty green eyes and catch it in the scent that feels like it will soon smother her. She can hear how fast and hard Lena's heart beats, can almost feel the damn vibrations of it despite the small distance between their chests, and Kara has to force herself to take a step backwards.
There's a flicker of hurt in Lena's eyes before it is replaced with realization, the omega understanding the effect she's having on the Alpha just by standing too close.
"Yes, I want you to take control," Lena finally admits out loud, her voice a mere whisper and her cheeks flushing pink. "I want you to make me yours and take everything I have to give." She ducks her head, chin tucked close to her chest, "I can... I can always smell you. Your suppressants don't seem to work as well as the others and I—you drive me crazy even on the best days."
The admission causes Kara's cock to throb, eager to escape its prison and desperate to sink itself deep into Lena; to knot her while her teeth claim her—make Lena hers once and for all.
Arousal fogs her brain, but it's not enough to blanket the embarrassment that heats her cheeks at the thought of Lena being able to smell her each and every day. She must know that Kara is often aroused when they are in the same room, must smell the grip that their compatible biology has on her.
Matching desire seems to take hold of them, grabbing each of them by the scruffs of their necks and causing two sets of feet to shuffle closer once more.
Lena whimpers, her head lifting to submissively reveal her neck as she fists the collar of Kara's shirt.
It's as though the rest of the world has melted away, the two of them left alone as the sole survivors, two people perfectly created for each other—drunk on the scents that envelope them both entirely.
"Do you want me to fuck you?" Kara asks, her voice gravelly. Her arms tighten around Lena, easily holding her in place as Lena's knees weaken and threaten to buckle beneath her weight. She watches Lena's blush deepen, her full lower lip caught between perfect teeth, emerald eyes growing darker with a desire that almost feels obscene.
"Yes," Lena whispers, her voice so low that Kara doesn't think she'd be able to catch it if she were human. "I'm just so.... Uncomfortable," Lena whines. "It hurts and I... please, Kara. We can help each other take the pain away, just... fuck me like you mean it, Alpha."
Kara's breath catches in her throat, hesitating even as she is offered everything she could ever want.
"Are you sure?" she asks. "I don't want you to regret this, Lena. I don't want to take advantage." Kara studies Lena carefully, searching for hesitancy in those lovely emerald eyes. She finds hunger, desperation, blown pupils, but they are as clear as they would be if Lena were in the boardroom.
Lena not only needs this, craves it, but she wants it, and is in the right frame of mind to beg for it.
And who is Kara to deny her?
And why would she even want to say no? After months of crushing on her, of thinking about Lena while she masturbates, of suffering through each day in the control pants that hurt whenever her cock gets hard; she'd have to be insane to do so and Kara has always prided herself on her rational thinking.
"Okay," Kara murmurs, "okay."
Her hands gently capture Lena's face, holding her still as their lips meet in a kiss that is charged, molten hot, her inner Alpha salivating at the mere thought of bending the delicate omega across the nearest surface and taking everything she has to offer.
"Be rough," Lena whimpers. "Be in charge... take control."
Kara had often tried to be meek whilst not wearing her cape, to ensure she is softer than her natural dominance made her seem—to be the opposite of the hero whose face and demeanor had been memorized by the public—but the desperate whine in Lena's voice blasts the mild-manneredness from her as though it was never truly there to begin with.
"Will you be a good little omega for me, Lena?" she demands, her chest puffing outwards.
"Yes," Lena nods all too eagerly.
"Yes, what?" A growl builds deep in Kara's throat as she pulls back to hold Lena at arms length, fingers gripping her shoulders just hard enough for Lena to feel how serious she is—to give her the smallest glimpse of the power she holds.
Lena looks momentarily confused, her brows furrowing before her eyes light up.
"Yes, Alpha?" she tries, hesitant and clearly desperate to please.
"Much better," Kara nods. "If you want me to be in control, then surrender to me," she husks, her voice deep and throaty. "Do as I ask and not a damn thing more, Lena. Can you do that for me?" Kara stares deep into emerald eyes, searching for hesitance, for even a flicker of concern, but she blissfully finds none. "If this is what you want, if you want me to fuck you, then earn it. Earn my cock, Lena."
"Fuck," Lena breathes out, her chest heaving and spittle wetting her full lips. "Yes, Alpha, 'll do whatever you ask.....I want to please you."
Kara reaches out to smooth Lena's hair, the tenderness soon contradicted by the way her fist grabs hold of soft locks and tilts the omega's head backwards.
Lena whimpers, eyes submissively dropping to the floor.
Raging hormones and her engorged cock fill Kara with a confidence that she hadn't really felt before; even while flying across cities to halt crime in its tracks. "Stay with me, Lena," Kara barks out a scold. "I will stop if you zone out; if you lose control of your senses." She locks eyes with her with a severe gaze, "if you tell me to stop, we stop, no questions asked, okay?"
"Yes, Alpha," Lena nods, breathless and eager.
Kara grins and guides Lena backwards until her ass bumps against the edge of the nearest desk, unbothered by the sanitized test tubes that fall to the floor and instantly shatter.
Lena's breath is hot and damp against her neck, the omega's breath coming in short, frantic bursts as pale thighs fall wide open, Kara and the desk working together to hold her upright. Kara softly gasps as she pushes Lena's skirt upwards to reveal red lace underwear. The crotch is darkened with moisture, Lena's slick dribbling out of her and drenching the room with her sweet scent.
Kara reaches out, lightly fingering soft folds through the panties and chuckling softly when Lena's hips lurch forward of their own accord.
"So wet," Kara murmurs. "Is this all for me?"
"All for you, Alpha," Lena agrees, growing frantic. Kara smiles and pushes pretty underwear aside to reveal the damp, dark curls beneath them. They shine with Lena's slick, the mess between trembling thighs causing her pretty folds to glisten beneath the fluorescent lights of the lab.
Kara smirks, sliding one finger inside Lena's heated cunt and marveling at the way velvety walls clench around her fingers, clinging to them in a silent plea to keep Lena filled. The thought of pushing her cock inside Lena's pretty little pussy almost has Kara cumming in her briefs, her pulse thud-thudding in her ears as she stares down at her leaking entrance.
Lena's body seems to suckle on her finger, stretching around the loan digit as Lena gasps and squirms, her hands reaching back to brace herself against the desk.
"You're so tight. I don't know if you could take my cock, Lena," Kara sighs wistfully, teasing her with a cheeky grin and eyes shining with mischief. "Do you think your tight cunt could stretch for me, baby? Do you think you could take all of me?"
She feels Lena's walls flutter around her finger, Lena's chest heaving outwards until the buttons on her shirt strain and threaten to pop.
"Yes, Alpha," it bursts out of Lena in an exasperated plea, "stretch me. Fill me with your cock," she begs, her thighs falling wider open to reveal all of her secrets, arousal dripping down to stain her inner thighs. "I want to take all of you, Alpha. I want to feel you inside of me"
Kara raises a brow, one hand dropping down to each inside her briefs, languidly stroking her aching cock.
"Like I said," Kara murmurs, a gentle scold, "you have to earn it."
Kara snatches her finger out of Lena's cunt, dragging a high pitched whimper from the trembling omega that hits her cock like a bolt of electricity. She slips her finger between pretty bow lips, allowing Lena the opportunity to taste herself as lipstick stains her knuckles, Lena's moans vibrating around her finger.
"Show me how good you can be, Lena," Kara whispers, her thumb wiping stray spittle from Lena's chin, "and then I'll give you everything you want."
She smirks at the unintelligible whines and whimpers, emerald eyes wide and drowning in pleas.
"Yes, Alpha," Lena pants, clawing at strong biceps to hold herself upright.
"Such a good little omega," Kara murmurs, her hand shifting to carefully cup Lena's flushed cheek. "I'll take that nasty little ache away, I promise." She steps backwards, relishing the pout that the sudden distance brings to Lena's pretty mouth. "On your knees, my little omega."