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Kara
😄 Hi Lena! I'm having burgers with Team ⚡️. They thought of having a contest to see who could eat the most burgers in a minute but then realized they might not have enough money for that. I told them I have an open tab at National City's Big Belly Burger. 😅😅
I miss you guys 😘 😘
Hi Diana 👋
Kara.
I've asked Diana to fuck me with a strap.
She agreed but said I needed to inform you first. Any elevated heart rate you hear from me is nothing to be alarmed about, I'm simply getting the fucking I asked for.
I told her that you wouldn't fly all the way back here because we were having sex. She insisted.
Kara?
****
Knowing the tricks of the trade wasn't helpful. When Diana kept her waiting, Lena was busy trying to figure out if she should sit on the bed or get on her knees on the floor. It was frankly an absurd contemplation. This wasn't going to be some high protocol thing.
Ugh... she was never going to beat Alex's bottom allegations.
Diana padded barefoot into the bedroom with two different flavoured pints of ice cream and a spoon in her mouth. She put them all together with the toys Lena had laid out for her. Her response seeing them was a quick unimpressed brow raise. She moved to the foot of the bed, took her clothes off without much ceremony and while she folded them she instructed, "Do the honours will you."
Lena's fingers trembled as she obeyed. Many of Lena's toys were custom made, after all they needed to withstand the rigors of sex with her superpowered girlfriend. This harness was crafted using military grade ballistic nylon for maximum durability and had quick release buckles so it could be removed fast in case of emergency. The seven inches of silicone was hers from before she had gotten together with Kara. It sat proudly in its place of prominence on a body it had never yet been affixed to.
Heat raced through Lena's veins. She could feel Diana's heavy gaze stifling her with wordless tension. Lena didn't dare look up. She couldn't. It quickly made her knees buckle under her. Pure need made her grab onto Diana's thighs and take that plastic into her mouth, with an expediency that she couldn't care to be embarrassed about.
Hot tongue ran up and down the shaft. She was deliberately noisy when she took it in her mouth deeper and deeper with every bob of her head. Her mouth knew what it needed to do to get it all in and ever the perfectionist she was working efficiently to get it done. Strands of saliva fell onto the work clothes she hadn't taken off.
When all of her favourite dildo finally sat comfortably down her throat, Lena glanced up, proud she mastered it as she expected.
That pride evaporated in an instant.
Hair unfurled, Diana loomed terrifyingly above her. She was enormous. Not regular Diana- tallest and most beautiful woman in any room she entered. It was the amazon warrior princess Diana- who was the largest, tank of ancient superpowered muscle. It was all a play on the mind, but in that moment Diana was the biggest person Lena ever took in her mouth.
Diana could split her in half with an easy thrust of hip.
Lena gagged, the false narrative becoming reality. She slid halfway off until Diana took hold of her head, forced her back up the full length and held her there. Tears sprang from her eyes as air became a precious resource. Her nails dug into the firm flesh of the warrior's massive thighs. If her brain would only work it would try to get her body to breathe through her nose. Her body chose suffocation instead.
Air rushed back into the empty vacuum of her lungs, her vision blurry and unfocused. Lena clung onto Diana's thighs for dear life as she sat back on her heels desperate to catch her breath. A thick rope of saliva, connecting Lena's open gasping mouth to the dildo above her, bellied between them with the help of gravity.
Lena felt fingers scratching her scalp, until it pulled her high ponytail and forced her head back.
"Of all things...that was what you were so eager to do?" condescension thick on every word, "I could do that with my fingers."
Without warning or permission Diana stuck two of her long fingers in Lena's mouth. They reached the back of her throat and Lena gagged once again. Her body spasmed below her. Lena couldn't get away from the intrusions, her head was locked in place and she forgot how to breathe again.
The moment felt longer than it was.
Diana dragged her fingers across Lena's tongue, "But you do not want fingers today." Those tips hooked behind Lena's teeth and thumb under her chin, with that, she pulled Lena onto her feet, lest she have her bottom jaw ripped off. Wet fingers traveled down where they began unbuckling and unbuttoning and unzipping until Diana let the skirt fall off the curves of her lover. Pinching either side of Lena's underwear Diana easily ripped the garment as if it were cheap tissue. "I will keep this sodden thing, take off the rest."
Diana sat at the foot of the bed and watched eager Lena take off her top and free her breasts from their restraints. She nonchalantly lubricated the toy with the excess saliva from her fingers.
"Go on then... get on."
Her lover was practically vibrating as she lined herself up across her hips and sighed in satisfaction as the tip slid in. Lena's arms went around Diana's neck and Diana's hands caressed the curves of Lena's hips.
With their eyes locked onto each other, Lena took her time to impale herself on the strap. She'd sink herself lower and rise on her own accord, relishing the stretch as she took more of it inside her. The mere graze of Diana's fingertips on the small of Lena's back made all the hair on her body stand erect. As her legs trembled, she slipped lower.
"So excited from a simple touch."
Heat rose upwards from Lena's chest. There was a fast lick of Diana's finger up Lena's spine, causing Lena's control to falter all at once, and she sank all the way down. She gasped at the feeling of being deeply filled.
"Silly me. I forgot, no fingers," Diana taunted.
The little human's shuddering breaths was the only response. Small arms wrapped around Diana's body and Lena pressed herself against the bronzed flesh. Diana's hands ghosted Lena's back, a hair's width away from the pale heated flesh that erupted in goosebumps.
Lena clenched and trembled, then remembered her initial intentions and began rocking her hips back and forth. Then she needed more. She willed power back into her legs and forced harmonic oscillation. Diana gave the woman better leverage, loosening the death grip around her neck and placing Lena's grip on her shoulders instead. Up and down she bounced, lifting then spearing herself with increasing amplitude and frequency on each oscillation.
When Diana saw the wave beginning to form, she braced her hands behind her, tilting her hips forward to give Lena more.
Lena closed her eyes to receive the ecstacy.
"You know what would make this better?"
The movement made Lena crack open her eyes. Her brows lowered in irritation as she saw Diana digging her spoon into her pint if dulce de leche.
"Hmmm," Diana savored her first spoonful with a sigh, then inquiried, "Why did you stop? You were starting to get close."
The question made Lena angrier and put distance between her and the orgasm that was in her sights. Lena resumed, much to Diana's delight, the amazon fixating this time on the bouncing of Lena's breasts.
By the time Diana emptied three quarters of the pint, Lena had worked up a sweat but was frustratingly no closer to climax. She slowed when she finally understood why.
"If I knew I was going to do all the work here I wouldn't have bothered asking you for anything," the tiny human spat in a most petulant Luthor way, but she certainly hadn't intended to be a cock warmer.
Diana had a thoughtful expression, "I have an idea." Scooping up a large spoonful of ice cream, she lifted it as if to bring it to Lena's reluctant lips only to drop it on the swell of her breast.
Lena gasped at the cold. She could feel it melt on her heated skin and make it's way to the edges of her nipple. She moaned at the hot of Diana's mouth that took her flesh of breast and ice cream together.
Satisfied that the ice cream didn't go to waste, Diana dug back into her pint, much to Lena's dismay.
"Diana."
The amazon scowled, "Can you not let me enjoy this? I already cannot use my fingers."
"I never said-"
Diana stuffed Lena's underwear into her mouth and clamped a hand over it so Lena knew not to remove it.
Breathless Lena felt herself clench below.
"Based on your grouchiness, I knew I would have to do that," Diana pulled her hand away. While she scraped the pint to collect every drop, she scolded, "You do as you please and complain about it at the same time. Typical human."
She dropped the last scoop of ice cream on Lena's other breast and ate from it the same as before.
Lena's eyes rolled closed at the swirl of Diana's tongue. The sensation went directly to Lena's filled centre and her hips rocked.
Diana released Lena's breast, "Oh...you did not want my mouth either did you?"
Lena felt her heart drop to... well... to the strap buried inside her.
Diana reached behind her, to one of the toys Lena set out. Her tormentor affixed the nipple clamps one after the other, then tugged down on the chain linking them.
A beautiful expression of pain and pleasure washed over Lena's face. Lena jutted her chest upwards, making the chain go taut. A delicious moan tore from her as the pain fired through her nerves, straight to her swollen and thoroughly neglected clit.
"No you did not, you were very specific. You wanted me to wear this silly thing," Diana mused to herself, now that Lena was gagged. She held Lena firmly, elegantly rising to her feet. The olisbos was quiet as it easily slid out of Lena's inundated centre. The woman conversely, groaned loudly at the loss from inside her. Diana felt short nails dig into her back in response.
After rearrangement, Diana lay Lena down on her back with a couple pillows under her hips and her legs dangling off the bed. With free hands after Diana pulled away, Lena kneaded her own breast, careful not to interfere with the clamps biting her nipples.
A fire that was extinguished quickly.
Diana grabbed Lena's hands and held the over her head.
"No hands," the amazon growled, lowered brows serious and threatening. Lena's pulse quickened. Diana kept taking things away from her one by one. "Keep them there."
Diana stood tall, resisting the churning temptation to caress her lover's heated flesh. Lena was aching to be touched and that was more agonizing than delaying her orgasm. Unfortunately for her, that was exactly what she wanted. To be pushed the edge of sanity. To hang onto it by the tips of her fingers. Diana was happy to frustrate. They had a bit further to go and she was curious to see what Lena would do on the way there.
Diana hauled Lena's thigh up and propped her foot on her right shoulder.
It made Lena swallow in nervous anticipation. She felt so exposed.
Blown green eyes rolled back, her body shuddering as the tip of the strap slowly reentered the swamp of folds. Then stopped. Lena's fists clenched and unclenched with desperation as it failed to advance further in. She could feel her face contort in vexation. She cracked open her eyes, only to see a bemused amazon peering down at her.
"I thought it would be easy to go in because you are so wet. I am unaccustomed to this sort of thing," Diana lamented. Her hands reached for the chain on the nipple clamps. "I know what will work."
"Heave- " the second Lena's eyes went wide with realization, Diana tugged the chain down and slammed her hips forward, "ho!"
Lena went blind with a muffled scream.
Diana withdrew to the tip and Lena remembered how to breathe.
"You are so thoughtful to provide this assistance," another pull on her nipples and simultaneous ram into her core.
Lena felt impaled up to her throat. Apparently Diana's thrusts hadn't split her vertically in two, because she continued her slow, long, agonizing strokes. Filled and emptied, filled and emptied, filled and emptied, left wondering on which painful pull would her tits be ripped clean off. Diana and her obscene pretense that she had to force it in. But she was so goddamn close, one touch in the correct place and she would explode.
"Mmmmmmm."
Diana buried it home and paused, "You need a break already? I have barely started." The amazon sighed, "I tire you out don't I?"
"Mh-hm-hmh!"
"Do not worry, that is why I brought snacks," Diana reached for her second pint of ice cream, placing it in the valley between Lena's breast. Her heated body shivered at the cold.
Diana indulged in her salted carmel with little regard for the absolute venomous glare Lena sent her way. Fizzling arousal was mounting into quiet frustration. Admittedly, the little fox was being well behaved and hadn't moved out of position or tried to finish herself off. She wanted to endure and seeing as how she indulged with abandon on her knees, it was time to simply take whatever she was given.
After a spoon of ice cream Diana cocked her head thoughtfully to the leg on her shoulder. Then licked a long line of salty sweat off Lena's skin.
"I like the taste of your hard work beloved. Never believe that your energy is wasted."
The words made Lena forget her irritation at being a cock warmer for a split second. Her brain cells were attempting to wrestle control from her ruinous desires.
Swat swat swat swat
"Hmmmm!"
The back of the cold spoon hitting each of Lena's nipples shorted her brain. Her back arched off the bed in offering, wanting more of the pleasure that shot through her body even if it meant more pain. She got it by accident as the pint slipped down her chest, caught by the delicate chain linking her nipple clamps.
"Nooo. You are supposed to be resting," Diana picked up her pint then slapped both Lena's breasts for good measure. The amazon continued eating, ignoring the woman, busy catching her breath, she didn't want to lose Lena quite yet.
"It is quite rude of you to be the only one enjoying this," Diana spoke nonchalantly between eating. "I could have feasted on you instead," Lena was trying her best to listen.
Diana pulled her hips back to the tip and elicited a gasp. A sadness washed over her as the arousal wept out of her lover went to waste. Diana resourcefully used the cold spoon to scrape Lena's wet folds, careful not to disturb the engorged clit, scooping a spoonful of that delectable fluid.
Lena considered herself sexually adventurous, her girlfriend was an alien after all. Even in her early years, everything could be turned into an experiment once there was a playful enough partner.
But God...Diana was...more than that...
The savage drizzled Lena's essence over her ice cream as if it were extra syrup. She sighed as if the taste of it touched her soul. It was perverse. Debauched. Hedonic. Too much pleasure was never enough. Lena had trouble believing that Kara would enjoy the same pleasures, sex and food were separate delights. Similar to the way Kara couldn't connect pain being pleasurable.
Noisily slurping and licking clean her second pint, Diana wore a disappointed expression when it was done. She tossed the empty tub over her shoulder but used the back of the spoon to tap Lena's pubic region, drawing cold attention back to the emptiness inside.
"I could have fit my hand in here."
Lena felt her insides clench at the enormous idea of Diana's entirely hand inside of her. It could rearrange her organs and tear her insides apart. She wished she had something in her hands instead of digging her nails into her palms.
"And I would not have to guess how close you are."
The cold of utensil was replaced by that said large warm hand. With watchful brown eyes locked onto greens that were on the edge of being petrified.
As Diana slowly slid into Lena, her hand pressed down.
"HMmmmm!" Lena's loud guttural moan was startling.
Diana immediately pulled Lena's underwear free from her mouth. Several things had happened at once and she needed to be able to safeword and breathe easily, despite the little human not doing much of the latter. Small hands had reached down and grabbed onto Diana's unyielding forearm. Green eyes rolled shut as arousal wept onto the strap.
"Fuuuhhhccck..."
A warm hand cupped Lena's cheek, gentle strokes of her thumb coaxed her back into the room with.
"So vulgar," Diana chuckled, "but I told you to leave your hands where they were."
Hazy eyes cracked open at that tone of disapproval. However with no compliance, Diana gradually eased the compression.
"No...please," Lena whimpered at the loss of pressure.
This time Diana held Lena's hands in place above her head. She leaned inches over Lena's mouth. One of Lena's leg remained between them, opening her wider, strap going impossibly deeper.
"Beg some more," Diana's tone held a dark edge.
"Please Diana...I need you to fuck me."
"No, not like that my love. Beg me like you know you have no power over me."
That transported Lena to the weekend they first hooked up, where Diana ruined several of her orgasm. Agreements forgotten, Lena wept in fear since there were no words that could possibly sway the savage pinning her down.
Diana weaved the loom herself, she decided if Lena received ecstacy or desolation.
The amazon goddess smirked as this realization sunk into Lena's bones. Her hips finally began moving with a set pace.
Lena trembled and turned her face away.
Without touching the scorching flesh, Diana skillfully tongued one side of Lena's nipple clamps into her mouth. She tugged on it until she regained Lena's attention. Lena stared with her mouth hanging open, unable to utter a single plea. The sight made Diana fuck her faster.
The smaller body tensed and Diana pushed the orgasm a little further away. She pulled to the tip, stopped and simultaneously bit down on the arms of the clamp to free Lena's nipple. Her breast flopped down to her chest in relief but her back arched upward into the prickly pain that erupted when blood rushed to the tortured extremity. Diana claimed that pain with her mouth, tongue swirling in soothing circles.
When Lena stopped whimpering Diana rasped with artificial disappointment, "I thought that would have done it for you." It was half true, Diana suspected a 50-50 chance she'd orgasm with that, Lena's breasts were usually sensitive. "Hmmm... you seem to have discovered something I am hopelessly terrible at." Diana unceremoniously pulled out of Lena and removed the other side of the clamp with gentle fingers and massaged life back into it. "Maybe I have one last idea I can try."
Lena felt like a ragdoll as Diana flipped her over and got her onto all fours. Like a fucktoy. This was what I wanted, Lena reminded herself. Diana was fucking her with the strap. She wanted to be fucked by someone infinitely more powerful. But God she felt like something inside her was breaking. All this time and energy with nothing to show for it, except a infernal, increasing need that was increasingly further away from being quenched. That she wasn't sure would be. She said no ruined orgasms but she never took orgasm denial off the table either.
From behind, Diana grabbed her pony tail and drove the strap back into her. Pulling her onto it and filled her to the brim. There was no stopping the moans that escaped her; some of pain, most of pleasure, both mixing together. Salty tears leaked out of her eyes as she felt strength vacate her arms. She needed to lay her head down.
"Oh nooo," Diana paused. She heaved the little thing up to a kneeling position with a hand under her chest. With all the weight held in Lena's knees, the amazon pulled both Lena's arms behind her back. Folded them and with one hand, held them at the small of her back around her forearms. Certain they were secure, she bent Lena over till her torso hovered parallel to the bed.
Lena's shoulders protested the strappado position making her wriggle in Diana's iron grip to try to relieve the stress. The only respite was moving her centre of gravity back, balancing on her knees. This however meant she was sitting deeply back on the strap.
"Diana..." she gasped.
The piston behind her restarted. Lena twisted, trying to get free. Trying anything to gain more leverage. Trying and failing miserably.
"I like these futile struggles of yours Lena Luthor. However do not try too hard. You cannot escape and you will have yourself to blame for the marks left behind," Diana sounded half amused but brought a hand under her, over her chest, thumb and index finger at the base of her throat, that took the pressure on her shoulders. "Supergirl not here to save you tonight either."
That was the suggestion that destroyed Lena. That made her sag in surrender.
As Diana was Kara's seat belt in her activities with Lena, Kara was Lena's force field defending her from the overwhelming consumption of Diana. Endurance tonight was up to her entirely since Kara was on the other side of the continent. If Diana wanted to prevent her from crossing the finish line, there was no Kara to pull her over.
The energy shifted and for the first time tonight, the amazon began fucking her with serious intentions. Faster and faster till the pace being maintained was inhuman. More intense than Kara since Diana knew intimately how to break a human.
Yet it wasn't enough. She needed more and that was a horrifying thought.
Diana just might ruin her.
"You take this so well. Nothing less from Supergirl's toy."
The words stole Lena's breath away. Her core tensed. Her fingers flailed in the shackle of Diana's grip till one of them found Diana's pinky and hooked them together.
"Fuck...Diana...please...touch me...I need-"
The amazon laughed cruelly, "No. You will not get more than what you asked for," then she commanded, "You will soar through the heavens this way."
Lena groaned in defeat, she wasn't sure if she could.
She couldn't see the victorious grin on Diana's face, delighting in her torment. Neither did she register the increased pressure against her carotid arteries. She was associating the lightheadedness to the way Diana was pounding into her harder.
"You are going to show me what a good plaything you are."
Lena's vision was going fuzzy, along with what was left of her brain.
Diana husked, "You are going to come like this because you the godlings' favourite Luthor."
Those words were an aphrodisiac injected into Lena's body.
Maybe it was a little cheating on her part to say no fingers, but Diana released the pressure at Lena's throat, allowing blood back into her brain.
For Lena, electric arousal had replaced her blood and shot through her body in a manner that could not be contained.
Lena orgasmed with a scream that she couldn't hear, due to the ringing in her ears. Her body exploded with such ecstacy that it launched her completely out of her body. Into the heavens she floated as if she wasn't comprised of substance and she forgot about what made her ask for this in the first place.
****
It might sound absolutely insulting to say that Lena felt and thought nothing after having sex with Diana. But it wasn't. If Lena didn't feel bursting with love and adoration for Kara she would know something was wrong with their relationship. If a Luthor went for more than a few seconds without mental calculations, they would check themselves for degenerative brain disease.
This vestigial state was a high like no other.
When Lena cracked her eyes open, her brain didn't reboot the way it should. Those dreamy green eyes had not a single thought behind them and her smile had no reason.
Diana smiled back at her lover so they could drift across the void together for as long as Lena could manage. All she needed to do now was breathe. Diana had all the time in the world to wait for her.
The bubbles in the bath had almost all gone, the water remained warm with Lena's technology. The bathroom was lit softly with candles of jasmine and sandalwood. However, Diana doubted Lena could identify the aromas. In fact, she doubted the young woman could remember her name.
Lena moved, stretching her neck to reach for Diana's lips with hers. Her kiss was slow and appreciative with a quiet giddy giggle that indicated words hadn't returned to her yet.
There was no need to rush.
With Lena curled up on top of her, Diana stroked silky black hair and Lena looked like the most spoilt cat in existence. She stopped the moment she saw Lena's first thought form.
"That was...," Lena's sigh turned into a giggle. She hadn't regained her command over language.
Diana cast a devilish grin and sung her own praises, "Of course it was. Like every other time I lay with you. Sacrilegious to imply I would not exceed your expectations for the flesh. I gain favour for my actions from at least Aphrodite, Eros and Lucifer Morningstar."
Lena's pale skin flushed and shrunk shyly into Diana, "Nooo... don't make it sound like people are watching."
"Let them watch. Let them all see the pleasures I bestow onto you. Let them know you are worthy of them."
The words permeated well past Lena's skin and blood and bones and into places of being that were more incoporeal than thought. The fire from her flesh found home in ablaze wide eyes and she burned. Words and reason rendered useless, unconcerned with the water splashing over the edge of the tub, Lena rose and turned and devoured Diana's mouth and tongue with her own.
****
Good science was dependable and not fickle like faith. Faith was believing despite proper testing and evidence. Therefore a Luthor never had much need of religion.
However. If this was a fraction of what it was like to be amped up on some god powers, then Lena might have to do some reevaluation.
Lena walked into LCorp like she owned it. For real. It sounded absurd since she already owned it. But this time, as if it was an extension of her. That it was hers to mold and lead and shape the future with because she was fucking worthy of doing so.
She had Jess summon the board for an emergency meeting first thing in the morning. By 10am when they arrived, she laid down the law and advised anyone who didn't want to go that direction could depart. Then dismissed them all before they could waste more of her time. There were many fights ahead of her and constant skirmishes with a Lex sympathetic board was not one she was going to entertain. LCorp was not entering the AI race for Lex's gain. And that was that.
The young Luthor doubted Diana intended to imbue her with any kind of power. Nor did Lena believe Diana intended to deliberately gas her up. And not in a diesel powered way, more like a fully powered nuclear reactor sort of way. Granted she wanted a fucking that would clear her head... but goddamn.
Exceeded expectations was an understatement.
When noon came around, rapid chirps from her phone was Kara messaging to say she returned home. She needed to decontaminate for the next hour due to being hit with some slime from the aliens she was helping track down in Central City.
Famished Lena made her way back home.
****
Kara really did take an hour to scrub herself clean. She tried various soaps, including dishwashing liquid, vinegar and finally alcohol. Thankfully that worked, she would have tried bleach next. That would have totally ruined the nice residual smell that was lingering in the bathroom. Diana and Lena obviously had a good time last night.
As Kara dried off, she racked her brain to figure out what she should tell Andrea about why she wasn't in the office. A Supergirl exclusive? Maybe she was following a lead that didn't work out. Or maybe she could blame Diana. Kara hadn't used that excuse for a while, and it was one that wouldn't get questioned too much.
To take some inspiration from the resident amazon, she exited the bathroom in the nude to head to her closet.
"Hello Kara."
With a surprised scream Kara spun and blasted a short burst of heat vision towards the low voice.
Two perfect scorch marks cooled in the wall about a foot away from Lena's head.
"Lena!" Kara stepped towards her with concern then stopped abruptly in shame, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do that."
Lena who had entered the suite as silently as an assassin, hadn't flinched. She remained unmoving in the corner chair, except for her fingers that kept scratching the displaced Major Ursa's fuzzy head.
"I didn't hear you come in. I'm sorry. I almost blasted you," Kara's apologies kept streaming out.
Lena rose slowly to her feet, silencing Kara instantly.
Kara never understood why Diana liked seeing Lena in fur until that very moment. She was larger and power radiated from her.
Kara swallowed. Lena smirked.
Hungry green eyes ran up and down Kara's glistening, naked body. They followed the flush that rose up her chest to her cheeks. Kara's expression was an amusing mess of confusion, anxiety and rising arousal.
Lena granted the love of her life some mercy, but not too much. She closed the distance between them, "I missed you."
Kara's puppy eyes came out and Lena's weakness rattled her insides.
"I missed you too Lena," Kara gave a relieved smile realizing she wasn't in trouble.
Lena rose onto her tiptoes and kissed those lips she always longed for. With a lick inside Kara's mouth Lena grounded herself, "I'm going to gobble you up now Kara."
"Wa? Ooph!" Kara yielded the way she always did as Lena pushed her back onto their bed. "Lena wait."
But Lena didn't wait, she climbed onto Kara's tight stomach and began assaulting her with kisses about her face, neck and chest, and rolling her nipples with her hands "For what?" she asked in-between kisses.
Kara struggled to not lose her breath, "For Diana."
"No, we're not waiting for Diana."
"No Lena...come on...I nearly blasted you with my heat vision. You could get hurt."
Lena grabbed Kara's jaw, roughly by human standards, squishing her cheeks so her lips puckered like a fish.
"You won't hurt me."
"Eenaa..."
"Say it." Lena commanded.
When Kara hesitated Lena's eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Aye woan't hurt oou."
Lena let go of Kara's face, "Now say it like you believe it."
Kara looked pained. So Lena obliged her and slapped Kara across her breast. Kara gasped in shock, since Lena couldn't actually hurt her that way. It might have stung Lena's hand instead.
"Say it the way you say 'I love you.'"
A switch flipped in Kara's mind and the axiomatic truth dawned in her eyes like a new day.
1=1
Kara loving Lena = Kara not hurting Lena
It was stupid now that she hadn't smashed those two thoughts together until now.
"I won't hurt you. I love you."
Lena smiled triumphantly and kissed her love's lips with fiery passion. Kara kissed back with equal and gentle exuberance.
Luthors were generally greedy things. Lena quickly went low, slipping and sliding off of Kara and onto the floor between her legs. She spread Kara's legs apart and held them open, a wordless instruction to keep them like that. The blonde proped up onto her elbows to look, didn't protest and willed her legs to lock in place the way she had been learning.
On her knees, Lena kissed a line up Kara's inner thigh and did the same along the other. When she reached Kara's apex she let the aroma invade her senses with a deep inhale.
Kara was always sweet.
Lena's fingers converged and delicately pulled Kara's lower lips open. Kara's breath hitched above her. Her tongue stretched out, licking up and down those folds. Lena went slowly so that she wouldn't lose the ground she'd won over Kara's nerves. She was never allowed to do this without Diana here.
Lena teased Kara's opening with her tongue and her head fell back. An exhale of freeze breath shot up into the air as if she were a diffuser. Lena chuckled, the resulting vibrations resonated in Kara's body. Knowing she wasn't allowed to enter, Lena kept teasing, occasionally flicking her tongue higher to that bundle of nerves that twitched for attention. It was funny, you could take a chainsaw to Kara's clit and she'd be fine but when she was focused she could be very sensitive.
Kara may have taken accidental decapitation off the table but there was no way to control her contractions in a way that wouldn't squish Lena's tongue into paste. Or break her fingers.
"Rao you're so good at that," Kara sighed appreciatively. From the way her skin was catching fire, Lena knew she meant it.
"I know darling," Lena quipped with unusual arrogance before she went to work, tongue swirling around Kara's clit.
The kryptonian arched towards Lena, abs tightening, eyes white with pooled heat. Instead of finding a cowering mess of fear between her legs, Lena's expression was filled with delight. Her tongue moved with practiced automation and her hands traveled up. Fingers tantalizing Kara's stomach then further north to knead fistfuls of her breasts.
With a wicked flick of her tongue, Kara brought her hand up to her mouth to stifle a sound. Her brow furrowed and the heat in her eyes receded. But her legs didn't move since the love of her life was between them. Lena's lips sealed around Kara's clit and the kryptonian fell backwards, giving into the pleasure completely.
"Ahhh Rao...Leena..."
A victorious laugh from Lena's throat echoed through Kara's core.
Being the godlings' favourite plaything meant they were also hers. Hers to pleasure. Hers to be pleasured by. Diana might caution her about hubris but Lena let those thoughts turbocharge her ego and Kara let her take control.
"Lena...I'm gonna..."
Gluttonous lust consumed Lena. Well...Kara was the one being consumed. Greedy hands roamed possessively over Kara's body, finding all the spots that made her tremble.
Kara came with a muffled scream. She had put her fist into her mouth before climaxing on Lena's face.
Fierce pride filled Lena's sharp green eyes. She wanted more but knew she had to disengage. Kara always needed a breather to regain control. Lena made do with the spillage on her chin, savoring every drop of her girlfriend's sweetness.
As feather light as her lips were, shudders ripped through Kara when Lena kissed the insides of her thighs. Kara hid her face under her forearm. There was a dollop of arousal hanging onto Kara's lips that Lena was working up to. She wanted to lick the plate clean.
"Lena..." it came out as a horse whispered plea.
Lena's high ponytail was suddenly yanked back, Kara sweet centre out of her tongue's reach. Her neck painfully held at a 90° angle, to see a narrow eyed amazon above her.
"Typical human. Never taking the proper time to appreciate small extraordinary things."
Kara hadn't peaked out at the scene but the all tension melted out of her on hearing Diana's voice. Diana's presence meant Lena was in absolutely no possible danger.
However that tension found a new home in Lena's body. Since Diana's presence meant there was endless possibilities for unpredictable excitements.
"What do you suggest I do instead?" Lena's eyes were fully blown at the looming amazon warrior princess.
Diana let go of Lena's hair and her hand lowered to her chin to wipe away Kara's spillage, "Get off your knees and onto the bed next to her. Praise your love on her wonderful accomplishment."
As instructed Lena, crawled up and curled up on the side, a steady hand over Kara's pounding heart. "You were so good for me Kara. So good," she repeated quietly.
"Mmmm."
Diana lay on the other side of Kara, not touching her yet, "How good?"
"Sweeter than ever before. So sweet I want seconds."
Kara trembled between the devils at either side of her.
"Greedy little thing like you always wants seconds."
A red face Kara tried to disappear under her arm.
"It's too late for me, I'm hopelessly addicted," Lena kissed Kara's shoulder.
"I hope you still want to share," Diana's single touch on Kara's stomach sent a jolt through the girl of steel.
Lena smirked, "I hadn't planned to...but...maybe I can make an exception."
"Your generosity is boundless," Diana pulled Lena's hand down with hers, "I will give you good incentive to keep that exception." She flattened Lena's hand above Kara's mound then pulled Kara's arm away from her face, "My star, open your eyes."
Kara managed to crack open her eyelids, cool blue peeping between the slits.
"To celebrate your mastery over your body, Lena is going to help make you come a second time."
"Mm," Kara's brows crinkled. She couldn't do words but that sounded dangerous.
Lena herself was also taken aback by the revelation. It was usually a good one and done from her.
"Do not worry," Diana gave a quick flick of tongue to Supergirl's nipple, "I will ensure she keeps all her fingers. Yes?"
The amazon didn't usually ask for permission either. When the question rolled around haphazardly in Kara's scrambled mind, her body answered for her. It answered by pushing her breast out to Diana in an odd confirmation.
They shook on it with Diana sucking the offered nipple into her mouth. With Kara's back arched invitingly upward, Lena took it upon herself to join in on the other side. She was apparently going to play a big part here.
"Shit."
"Oh we've made her curse. We've corrupted her," Lena inflamed before continuing, she was going to have to follow Diana's lead to the letter.
Diana propped herself up and filled Kara's vision above her. Her forearm anchored across Kara's chest. Without looking, her fingers found the arousal left, coated them, then parted Kara.
Kara swallowed nervously.
A slow unsurprising finger entered. Kara gasped at the intrusions but Diana's strokes inside of her were always pleasing.
Shifting gears, Diana gave her a second.
Kara sighed, that was the sweet spot.
"I know. I am going to give you another soon."
Lena leaned away, breast exiting with a wet pop. Kara liked the safety of routine pleasure. Fortunately Diana was here to introduce chaos to her sex life.
Kara's eyes widened as the words eventually seeped through the fog of pleasure. Her toes curled and she clenched on the two fingers buried in her.
"Shhhh," Diana's weight pressed down on her chest, "it will be not unlike the toy Lena made for you."
The girl of steel began breathing faster in anticipation.
"Hey. Kara. Look at me," Lena pulled Kara's face towards hers, "It's okay. Diana won't do anything you don't want. Safeword if you want to stop."
Lena would have sworn Kara would tap out. As hazy blues tried to focus on hers there was only one answer, "Green," Kara whispered. Their lips locked in a searing kiss that contained trust, love and surrender.
With that distraction available, artful Diana took Lena's hand she left on Kara's mound, held one of Lena's between two of hers then buried them all home, straight to the knuckles in one clean stroke.
Kara stopped breathing. Her mouth frozen open. Absolute zero thoughts in her head. Diana stopped all movements and monitored her young lovers carefully.
Lena too was left astounded. Finally being inside Kara was positively glorious. It felt like one of the most intimate things she had done with Kara. It felt like dipping her finger into a supernova. There was such pressure on her finger that she understood the potential danger this would be for her alone. Diana was essentially taking the brunt of it, as she usually did.
"I'm inside you Kara," Lena murmured.
Kara's inhale was a shuddering gasp.
"You're so warm...and powerful. Inside and out," Lena descended onto Kara's lips.
Down south, Diana's larger, scissored fingers began shallow strokes, never forgetting to protect Lena's. Conversely Lena focused on Kara's inner wall. From the resistance she encountered it felt as if the effort was futile. Fortunately the way Kara's breath hitched on every curl told Lena she was doing something right.
When Kara arrived at the edge of oblivion she begged, "Pleeease."
"Please what?" Lena tormented, kissing the strained tendons in Kara's neck.
"Ahhh...plea- let me..."
Lena chuckled darkly, "What's stopping you? Hmmm? A little Luthor like me not letting you come? How awful."
"Lee...pleasee..."
"I'm not stopping you at all. You're actually not begging the right person," Lena's husky voice advised.
Kara's eyes widened.
"The Amazon Princess won't deny you Supergirl, once you ask her nicely."
Kara trembled. That was true and not true simultaneously. She wasn't sure where this fell. Blue eyes laced with fear slid sideways to the giantess looming above her, holding her down, giving her exactly the slow pleasure she liked.
Meanwhile, the corner of Diana's lip curled upward, sensing imminent victory.
"There's zero chance of getting what you want if never ask for it," Lena encouraged.
Kara bit her bottom lip, her brows crinkled in quiet desperation.
"Di-"
Kara never made it past the first syllable. Diana curled her fingers and the girl of steel melted onto them.
****
"This is unjust."
"You had your fill."
"I'm a greedy human."
"Have I not been abundantly generous?"
"You aren't being generous right now."
"Ahh...well, these are my spoils to enjoy."
Cracking her eyes open, Kara found her two bickering women in the same spots beside her. Diana held Lena's hand in a firm grip as she licked Lena's fingers clean. Delighting Kara's essence like it were ice cream she were indulging in. Although they sounded contentious, they both appeared immensely pleased with themselves.
"You guys...didn't have to do all this," Kara groaned, a thank you implied in between the lines.
"Well," Lena started, "I was on a roll at the office and decided to see if my my luck held in the bedroom. And what do you know, it exceeded my expectations."
Diana pulled Lena's finger out of her mouth, releasing her clean hand. With a free mouth she leaned down to steal a kiss from Kara, "I thought you might be hungry after flying back, so I brought potstickers."
Kara's eyes lit up like it were Christmas. Her entire body went so hot that both women felt it radiate through their clothes.
"Really? I rush home and eat you out like a starved animal and you get 100 times hotter for some steamed, pork dumplings," Lena accused with a severe expression.
"Lena I-"
"Menace." Diana's hand stretched across and she casually flicked Lena on the shoulder with her finger. With some extra power in it, it threw Lena onto her back.
"Diana!" Kara propped herself up with immediate concern for Lena who was swatted away with a finger. "Are you okay?"
Lena laughed loudly, "I'm having quite an exceptional day Kara."
"I will bring them for you," Diana rose and exited the room.
"No Diana, wait, I can't stay. I have to talk to Andreaaah" Kara flopped back down next to Lena, "ahh... never mind. I hope she didn't hear that."
Lena rolled back into position hovering on Kara's side. There, she simply admired her girlfriend. Her beauty, her body, her slightly flustered expression, then laughed at the crinkle. Lena leaned down and kissed it away.
"I did like it...when you...you know..." Kara shyly explained.
"You're welcome," their lips met.
The sigh Kara let loose sounded disappointed. So Lena pulled back, "What's wrong?"
"Are we really giving up on Diana's pleasure?"
Lena cocked her head, "Giving up is not how I'd put it."
"I feel like we're doing a terrible job since...you know."
Lena sighed, she was learning that as flexible as Diana was, she could be equally as stubbon. "I think Diana is set on not submitting so completely again and I don't think there's anything we can do about that Kara." Lena raised her brow to clarify, "That doesn't mean she's abandoned pleasure. She simply... redefined...some of her mental boundaries."
"What do we do then?" Kara didn't seem quite convinced.
Then again, Kara often needed to be shown not told.
"Our best," Lena suggested soberly. As the light footsteps of the large woman returned to the bedroom, Lena thought she'd give the demonstration now. She was in fur. "Give me those, take off your clothes and get on the bed."
Diana had the best poker face though. There was no way to interpret what she was thinking from that expression. Irritated or excited by Lena's instruction? Could be either. Could be neither.
The reply came with action as it usually did. She relinquished her offering and began slowly peeling off her clothes one tantalizing layer at a time. Diana crawled passed them like the tigress she was, to lounge on her back.
With her lovers rendered speechless, she prompted, "Does something happen after?"
Lena smirked and maneuvered herself ungracefully to sit next to Diana, "If Kara wants her dumplings she is going to have to eat them off of you."
Kara bolted up, "WHAT!?"