"Where is she?" - Lena strode through the D.E.O. with determination.
She never expected Alex, of all people, to call her and beg her to save Supergirl. And she has the means to do it, of course. She's not a monster. Lena squeezed her clutch desperately, squaring her jaw not to show her real emotions. Of course, she was nervous - after all, she carried the precious invention she worked so hard on for the last few months.
Her only hope was that nobody would ask how she managed to get this thing done so fast - after all, less than an hour had passed from the time she was called to the time she walked those corridors. But Lena would never tell the truth anyway. Nobody should know how many sleepless nights she spent building those sturdy, wide shoulder pads, sculpting the plates to cover that firm stomach and creating that impenetrable material to protect that incredible, strong and solid creature.
And, of course, she noticed that Kara was sometimes packing. When she tried to protect her and hide in the lab, chased by Lex's people, and at that time... Anyway! Lena knew that Kara liked packing, and she created something just for her, something so perfect, something she had worked on for a long time, creating her own knight in shiny armour. Her perfect image of Supergirl.
Lena knew that Kara and Supergirl were one person - not like a pair of glasses could fool her for a long time. But it only made things worse. And better at the same time. She drank deep from Supergirl's frustration after she stumbled over her own lies again and again, oblivious to the fact that Lena saw through them. But Lena kept silent. Now Kara will owe it to her, and soon, she will lay all the cards out. Lena suppressed a smirk that was ready to bloom on her face.
***
Kara came back to her senses soon after all too familiar pain subsided enough to let her come back from an agonizing haze. No matter how long she has lived on Earth and how much she was exposed to it - she would never get used to the pain Kryptonite inflicts on her. She groaned, trying to move her leg. It was surprisingly stiff, same with her fingers - she squeezed her fist closed and open. It felt like she was put into a whole-body cast. Kara started to panic. She was suffocating inside it, the stiffness of whatever armour she was clad into, the dimness of the screen with running lines and waves across it making her lose her mind. She jolted up, her first instinct to tear it off and free herself.
"It's okay! Kara, it's okay!" - she heard a familiar voice - Alex. Kara exhaled in relief. She still remained stressed, but the presence of her sister made things a bit better.
It took her a while to get used to the thick and restricting material of the new armour, but she had little options otherwise- either get comfortable in her new skin or die from Kryptonite poisoning. The armour filtered the poisonous substance from the atmosphere, and it made Kara make peace with it. But the tech behind it wasn't perfect, and the filtering took up so many resources that she was practically left to sit in the lab until the air would clear out.
Kara jostled, sitting on the examination table, feeling useless and sad. Especially when Alex left the D.E.O. to find the ones who were behind poisoning the atmosphere, it wasn't the time to be useless. Not now, when there were rogue aliens on the loose, when there was Agent Liberty's threat, and when Lex was running wild. Of course, it was he, who poisoned the atmosphere, stealing Lena's tech that she used to clear the Earth of Daxamite invaders.
She jostled again, feeling a strange pressure between her thighs. It wasn't unpleasant, a warm, slightly heavy feeling against her clit. She froze at the spot. Was she packing this morning? Was it visible? Kara looked down, watching a slight bulge between her legs. She hoped her team hadn't seen it... that Lena hadn't seen it. It was her small secret, for now. She knew that everyone would probably accept her, but she was wary of opening up about it. Her relationship with gender was a bit... difficult. Although Kara never denied her feminine side, she felt like it was only a small part of her, something that she embraced with pink dresses and long, curly hair.
But there was more to her than a bubbly blonde girl who liked potstickers and sticky buns. Something less feminine, something that she needed to express somehow. Sometimes, the slacks and button-ups were enough, but sometimes, she wanted more. Kara bought her first soft packer when she was still in high school, and now she had gotten so used to it that she apparently didn't even realise she had packed one this morning. Or did she?
This one felt different from her usual packers- it felt like part of her. It clung close to her, firmly covering all flesh between her legs. Kara's hand slipped from the table to touch it. She dragged her finger over the gritty texture, feeling its curve. It was soft but large, the defined broad tip tucked safely between her thighs.
It was larger than she usually packed, and she was still a bit shy and wary that someone would notice it in her pants or under the skirt of her Supergirl suit. The thought sent a jolt of pleasure through her clit, her finger lingering on the curve of the soft, unfamiliar cock in her pants. Kara wanted to take her hand off it - she understood that she was still sitting in the middle of a med bay, her hand rubbing on her crotch. She knew how it looked, but the thought thrilled her, her adrenaline spiking. She felt heat pooling in the low of her belly, slick smearing all over the base of the warm, heavy toy. It felt like it only made the toy cling more to her flesh, sending ecstatic waves through her body.
Kara's breath hitched when she understood that with her arousal, the toy also became... bigger. She jumped off the table to run into the bathroom at super speed, cursing under her breath. She stopped in front of the sink and looked into the mirror. There was a big, ugly helmet on her head, so she, at least, was spared from seeing her flushed face. Her gaze dropped to her crotch, and she groaned from a mix of frustration, terror and delight.
The bulge between her legs wasn't just sizable - it was huge, the toy growing inside her pants as her arousal grew. Kara would laugh at any person who would suggest she would be into public exposure, but now, the fact that someone could come in and see her sent another wave of pleasure through her body. Her new, amazing cock twitched along with her clit, tearing the nanomaterial of her pants apart and falling out, in all its erect glory, a drop of her slick glistening on its broad tip like precum.
She sucked in a loud breath. It was beautiful. No, it would be beautiful if this shit wasn't the bright green colour of Kryptonite. It wasn't just coloured green - it was slightly transparent, the firm material of the toy looking like her cock was made of the crystallised poison that almost killed her just moments before. It had a soft glow from the inside throughout the whole thick shaft, the tip dimmer than the base, and heavy balls looking like they were full of radioactive cum. She tensed, waiting for pain to come, but there was none. The toy just looked dangerous.
Kara's initial thought was to tear it off and throw it away, far from her, the colour invoking the deeply seated fear of the deadly substance. She wrapped her hand around it and gripped it firmly, ready to destroy the damned toy. But the sensation stopped her. It was elevating how her grip felt in her crotch like it was the real thing. She eased the grip and rubbed it over the whole length, her gloved hand running over the broad tip. She suppressed the moan that was ready to escape her throat, letting out a quiet grunt and gripping the wall in front of her.
The tension between her legs grew exponentially, her glowing cock twitching along with her clit, a splurt of slick dripping down from its tip. Kara rubbed it again, now more confidently, up and down, changing her grip over it, smearing the slick all over the thick shaft. She felt her face burning and bit her lip, muffling the groan. She never felt like this- both thrill and shame from jerking off in a bathroom of the clandestine organisation. With Brainy just around the corner, working on something, with Alex somewhere nearby, her heartbeat closer and closer.
Kara jerked her hips into her fist, pumping it up and down at a speed that wouldn't be humanly possible. She pressed her head to the mirror, a soundless moan escaping her lips, when the wave of orgasm overtook her, her clit twitching along with the toy, its broad tip now extremely sensitive. She came into the sink in long spurts, her slick gathered by the toy and discharged out like a cum. She stood there for a few long minutes, battling with both her breath and her cock to calm down. She watched the nanomaterial closing over it again when it became soft enough, and Kara could finally tuck it back in.
"Kara, are you okay?" - she jumped when Alex's voice sounded so close it rang in her ears like a bell.
"Yes. Just wanted to walk around and, you know, visit the bathroom. Change of scenery." - Kara cackled, her voice coarse. She opened the sink, washing her hands and trying to splash enough water around to wash her cum off.
"Why are you washing your hands? You have, umm.... Gloves on." - Alex watched her with a weird expression.
"Well, I wanted a bathroom and believe it or not, I still care about hygiene." - Kara croaked, averting her gaze. - "And I can't take them off, whether I want it or not, so even if it looks stupid, it's better than walking around with dirty hands."
"Lena really thought this suit through, right? Not only does it protect you from Kryptonite poisoning, but it also allows you to breathe in space, works as a great armour, and allows you to go to the bathroom without taking it fully off. But how does it work? I mean, it looks like..." - Alex looked Kara up and down with sincere interest.
"Wait." - finally, it clicked in Kara's head. - "Lena made this suit?"
"Yeah. When you were dying, I..." - Alex choked on her words, putting a gentle hand on Kara's shoulder. - "There wasn't anything I, or anyone in the D.E.O., could do, so we called Lena. And she made this suit for you. She did it so fast. I didn't know it would be possible to build something so wonderful in so little time, but Lena did it. Without her, you wouldn't be standing here."
"I... I thought she hated me. I mean, not Kara, but Supergirl. After everything I said to her, it seemed like she would never be on my side again. But it seems I was wrong." - Kara turned to face her sister, her gaze hopeful. She sighed when Alex's face didn't change, remembering she was still wearing this stupid helmet.
"She really cares, despite your mutual mistrust and tension. She is a really good person, Kara. Maybe we both underestimated her." - Alex hummed, rubbing Kara's shoulder.
"Maybe we did, indeed." - Kara nodded. Maybe she really underestimated Lena. Maybe she really cared, but the toy, the colour of it, the shape of her armour. Kara had a lot of questions, and she wanted answers.
***
Lena turned around in her chair when she heard the heavy sound of Supergirls landing behind her back. She was still wearing the Lena-made anti-kryptonite suit, the black mirror-like surface of it reflecting Lena's face. Lena looked unamused, watching Supergirl stopping at the door to the balcony, the bright daylight glistening on the smooth surface of her helmet. Kara stood there for a few moments before removing her helmet, her golden locks falling over her shoulders almost in slow motion, like in the shampoo commercial. It was a beautiful sight, and Lena appreciated the view, the heat pooling in the low of her stomach. Kara looked furious, her face red and eyes throwing thunder. Lena bit her lower lip, suppressing the smile and got herself comfortable in her chair, crossing her legs, squeezing her thighs together to heed the hot itch between them, waiting for the alien to throw the fit in front of her.
"I don't want to sound ungrateful, but Kryptonite coloured, really?" - The superhero didn't mince her words. She stood akimbo in front of Lena, looking down from her height.
"It suits you, Supergirl." - Lena rested her cheek on her index finger, watching the hero pacing across her office. She pouted mockingly at Supergirl, following her with her eyes. - "Or did it hurt your feelings?"
"Don't play with me, Lena!" - Kara frowned, but it only made Lena laugh.
"You played me for years, Supergirl. Or should I say - Kara?" - Lena said insinuatingly.
"Y-you know?" - Kara's face dropped, the colour draining from her cheeks.
Lena smirked, watching her squirm. Kara probably remembered everything she said to Lena as Supergirl, all the accusations, all the offensive words thrown without much thinking. All this over a little bit of Kryptonite that she hates so deeply. But with all the hatred over the substance, with all the distrust, she still wore Lena's made armour, along with the sizable toy that Lena made with so much care and attention.
"Of course, I know. You thought you could fool me with a pair of glasses?" - Lena chuckled, looking at the bashful Supergirl. - "I didn't want to see it at first, running to you blindly as soon as you beckoned to me. You showed me that we could be friends and that you respected me. You were my best friend as Kara and then threw stupid, baseless accusations at me as Supergirl. Years passed, and I was blind to your lies, but then I started to see it - the resemblance between you two, and then it finally clicked. I started to see through your lies. I can't even wrap my head around how foolish I was to trust you so blindly!"
"I just wanted to protect you." - Kara hung her head, her voice quiet, almost a whisper.
"Drop it, Supergirl!" - Lena waved at her dismissively. - "I got tired of your lies long ago."
"But you still care. That's why you made this." - Kara dragged her hand over the gritty texture of the suit, her hand lingering on her lower stomach. Lena's eyes fixed on Supergirl's hand for a moment, on a firm flesh under it. She swallowed, thinking about the defined abs that were covered by the layer of sturdy material. - "And how did you know I am packing? Were you eyeing my crotch?"
"Not as much as you were eyeing my boobs, Supergirl." - a bit of a blush crept up her cheeks, but with the titanic effort, Lena made her face indifferent, her gaze sliding over Kara's body like it was no more than a wooden plank.
"I-I am sorry, I didn't mean to..." - Kara stuttered, her face flushing red. She abruptly tore her gaze off the unbuttoned shirt over Lena's chest.
"Ah, come on, drop your fake shyness." - Lena smirked, getting up and resting her hips on the table.
"Rao, let me finish! I didn't mean to look disrespectful. I really admire the view. Your boobs are... gorgeous. And your other parts, of course," - Kara stuttered. The clumsy compliment felt heavy on her tongue, and she fell silent for a long moment. Her heart sank as she thought Lena would kick her out with a cuss, but Lena just laughed.
"I don't know if you are being so adorable just to distract me or if you are really this cute." - Lena tilted her head like a curious cat, watching Kara squirm in embarrassment.
"I really, really like you, Lena. And I want us to be on good terms. I need you, not just as a friend, but more..." - Kara choked on her words, stumbling over her own words, flushed under Lena's unwavering eye contact. - "Without you, I wouldn't even be alive - you built this suit to protect me. And I can't even express the gratitude I feel..."
"I didn't make it for you. I made it as a sex toy; I didn't expect it to be used to save your life, Supergirl." - Lena interrupted Kara, throwing these words at her like an insult, tilting her head up stubbornly. - "If I knew you would have worn it, I would build in a Kryptonite butt plug. This time made from the real thing."
"What?" - Kara croaked in disbelief.
"You did, in fact, hurt my feelings, and I decided to build my own Supergirl. But, unfortunately, without you inside, it is just an empty shell." - Lena shrugged, watching Kara's red face impassively.
She turned her head to look through the window and didn't notice how Supergirl's expression changed from embarrassed to angry. Kara squared her jaw, walked towards Lena and took her by the chin, turning her face to look into her eyes, startling her.
"I am not your toy." - Kara said, enunciating every word. She squeezed her fingers slightly to lock Lena's head in place, her eyes dropping on the human's lips. She smiled, watching Lena swallowing down thickly, her lips wet and parted, a bit of a needy tongue peeking in between them. - "But you can be mine. Don't think I never noticed your heated talks about Supergirl's strength. All these wet fantasies about solid muscles and heavy lifting. Or it wasn't like that, mmm?"
It took a lot of strength to suppress the shaky exhale that Lena was ready to let out when Kara gave her a lopsided grin.
"I want an answer." - Kara lifted Lena's face up more, urging her to maintain eye contact.
"It was." - Lena whispered, melting into Kara's firm grip.
She felt like her whole world folded, becoming smaller, fully focusing only on the blue of Kara's eyes. Lena felt slick pooling between her legs, ruining her panties, smearing over the insides of her thighs. She watched Kara's eyes drop on her lips, the insatiable, wild hunger in the depths of her darkened gaze.
"Kick off your heels." - Kara wasn't asking. She ordered, her gaze intense, scorching. She eased her grip on Lena's chin but still held her head high, forcing her to maintain eye contact.
And Lena obeyed without question or second thoughts, lowering her height by a good few inches. Now she stood flat on the white carpet of her office, almost a head shorter than Supergirl, who squared her shoulders, straightening her spine. There was a dangerous gleam in those blue eyes, the unseen thrill, the want. The need.
"Such a good, obedient girl." - Kara whispered, almost gently, her finger dragging over Lena's lips.
She smirked when the shiver went through Lena's body, her upper lip trembling in anticipation. Kara leaned in closer as if for a kiss but stopped an inch away, gripping Lena's chin firmly when she moved forward, wanting to take the initiative.
"No." - Kara said firmly, smiling into Lena's parted lips. - "I know how badly you want it, but I don't think you deserve to take it straight away. You need to earn it."
"How?" - Lena felt her mouth watering in anticipation. She felt a prickle or embarrassment. How easily she was distracted by those blue eyes and solid frame, how fast it made her an obedient, drooling mess.
Kara unbuttoned the vest of her burgundy three-piece suit. She did it painfully slowly, stopping for a moment after every button, intensely watching Lena's every deep, shaky breath. She dragged her hand over the silky material of her black shirt, her finger jumping over small buttons. Lena looked down - she almost forgot the shirt had this many buttons. Too many. Terribly so. She whined, watching Kara's finger lingering over the one between her breasts.
"Impatient, are you?" - Kara leaned in again, pushing Lena's head up by pressing their foreheads together.
She hooked her finger over the upper button and dragged it down, tearing it and Lena's bra apart in one feather-light movement. Her eyes widened when her gaze fell on Lena's pink puffy nipples. She used X-ray vision on Lena a few times, but despite her constant boob-gazing, she never looked at her intimate zones out of respect. So when she saw the glistening of dark metal barbells peeking from under torn silky material, she was pleasantly surprised.
Lena took in a long, loud breath when Kara grabbed her breast, squeezing a pierced nipple with just enough strength to send a jolt of pain and pleasure through Lena's body. Kara rolled the ball of the piercing between her fingers, making Lena arch her spine into the touch, a wave of overwhelming pleasure rolling through her body. The piercings made her extremely sensitive to the touch, and she whimpered quietly, biting hard into her lower lip. She gasped, feeling her cunt needily clenching around nothing, slick dripping down and soaking into her already ruined underwear.
"Rao, you are so beautiful." - Kara cupped Lena's breast gently, bending over to take her nipple into her mouth, rolling her tongue over the cool metal of the piercing. She smiled when Lena's whole body trembled, her spine arching into Kara's mouth.
"Please, Kara." - Lena whined, her words accompanied by the moan she didn't even try to suppress. Kara sucked the whole nipple in, her hand flat on Lena's side. She felt Lena's deep, erratic breaths, her strained moans, her chest needily pushing into Kara's mouth.
"You want it so bad, do you? But you gotta work for it, for the right to be fucked and filled. I am big, though. Are you sure you can take me?" - Kara's tone was so gentle she almost cooed.
"I can take it." - Lena squeezed out with a bit of an effort.
"Me. You will take me, sunshine." - Kara smiled, watching Lena slowly lose her mind.
"I can take you." - Lena repeated, swallowing down saliva that filled her mouth again.
"Good girl. I want to see you sucking it, taking it deep into your throat. I want to see you choking on my cock." - Kara's hand slipped down Lena's throat, squeezing it slightly, making her wheeze her breaths in.
Lena didn't expect her body to answer so quickly and intensely to this show of strength. She couldn't control it, her body working on its own. Her eyes rolled up, and a strained, muffled moan escaped her throat. She arched into Kara's grip and came hard, messing up her already-soaked-through panties.
"Rao." - Kara gasped, caressing Lena's throat gently, delivering some kind of small aftercare, before gripping her by the chin again and tilting her head up, making Lena look into her eyes. She looked so pretty, her pale cheeks pink, lips wet and eyes still hazy. She looked a bit embarrassed by her sudden orgasm. It made Kara feral, her strap twitching along with her already erect clit. She could feel her slick dripping out of the krypto-cock, smearing over her suit from inside.- "I appreciate the enthusiasm, but next time you will need to ask me if you can cum, understood?"
"Yes." - Lena whispered, watching Kara's face.
"Good. On your knees." - Kara's voice was gentle. But nonetheless, it was an order which she pinpointed by a firm tug on Lena's pierced nipple.
Lena obeyed immediately, lowering on the fluffy carpet, her mouth already watering. Kara stood in a wide stance, her already hard cock curled inside of her suit, almost rippling the material apart. But the nanomachines were as obedient as Lena, and they still held together, covering the strap with a layer of strained textile.
With a sharp exhale, Kara let it out, the erect, brightly coloured toy jumping out, twitching and leaking her slick like a pre cum. The sickly glow reflected from Lena's pale skin, making her look eerie. It was beautiful. Kara dragged her strap between Lena's hungrily parted lips, teasing her, allowing her only to touch the tip with her tongue.
"You wanted it so bad, didn't you?" - Kara chuckled, watching Lena opening her mouth wide. She put the tip between her parted lips and pushed inside, gently working her way deeper into Lena's throat. - "I wonder if you used my cock already, pleasuring yourself in a dark, secluded laboratory all alone, wet and needy."
She didn't expect Lena to answer, and she didn't need to, feeling her sucking the toy in hungrily, her tongue flat against the shaft. The strap was amazing - the nanomachines connected to her nervous system through the skin. It was like an extension of her body, making her feel every movement of Lena's tongue, every twitch of her throat. Every strained moan reverberated in her clit, heat pooling in her belly. She felt her balls heaving, the new sensation that was making her mind hazy.
She felt the orgasm coming, the toy making her so much more sensitive. The tip of the strap was directly connected with her clit, making any touch over it echoing into her body. The fact that she came in less than a minute the first time she touched herself still haunted her. This time, she will not be so weak. Kara switched her attention to Lena, taking her mind off the pressure in her green glowing balls.
Lena was lost in sensation, sucking on the top of the toy, rubbing its shaft up and down in rhythm with the movements of her mouth. Her every motion sent jolts of pleasure straight between Kara's legs. She put one hand over Supergirl's thigh, feeling the firm muscles tremble under her touch. Lena lifted her eyes just to meet Kara's, her gaze slightly hazy but still intense. She paused for a split moment, the tip of the toy still in her mouth.
Kara grunted, suppressing a moan when Lena relaxed as much as she could and pushed the strap deeper into her throat. The muscles clenched around the toy, making Kara's own throat hurt from all the suppressed, inhuman sounds she was ready to let out. She was in heaven, if heaven could be fit on the tip of her high-tech silicone cock. Lena's face was as blissful as Kara felt, her eyes rolling up again and her hand slipping down to rub between her legs.
She was still wearing pants, and the thick material didn't allow her to touch herself properly, so Lena started to fuss with the clasp, letting Kara's cock go. Kara frowned, watching Lena like she was the naughtiest girl in the world.
"Did I allow you to touch yourself?" - Kara said quietly, but it halted Lena's movements instantly.
She opened her mouth to answer, but Kara caught her by the chin and jerked her head up, pushing her thumb inside. She smiled, watching how every little thought left Lena's head, leaving only feral desire. She suckled on Kara's thumb hungrily, moaning into her hand, so beautiful, so ready. And Kara rewarded her, replacing her thumb with a strap.
But this time, she wasn't so gentle. She put her hand on Lena's head and pushed her down onto her strap. Lena choked on it, the movement too sudden for her to adjust momentarily, but Kara paused to let her relax her throat and start breathing through her nose.
Kara fucked her throat in slow, long strokes, holding Lena's head in place. She listened to the quiet gagging and choking sounds, enjoying every moment of it but also watching Lena closely so as not to hurt her. She seemed to enjoy herself, taking the toy deep, now even forgetting to touch herself, too busy concentrating on her breathing. Kara watched her taking it all the way to the base, the tip of her nose touching the gritty material of the suit.
She cupped Lena's chin upping the tempo, fucking her throat deep, her hand slipping down to rest on Lena's throat. She felt her cock inside, the tips of her fingers prickling when she felt the toy moving. Kara cupped Lena's jaw, shifting her attention and forcing her to look into her eyes, her fingers gently caressing the tender skin. Kara slammed into her mouth with a bit of force, their eyes interlocked, Lena's throat closing around the toy sweetly. Kara bit her lower lip when Lena choked on it again, unable to keep up her breathing, and eased her grip. She let out a soft moan when Lena let the toy go with the pop, a thick strand of saliva fully covering her chin.
"I hope you aren't tired yet." - Kara rubbed it off with her thumb, but it only made things messier.
Lena's lipstick was already smeared, the traces of it all over Kara's strap. Lena kissed the strap, rubbing it up and down. She looked Kara straight in the eyes, her tongue dragging over the base of the toy, her hand wrapped over the tip, rubbing on it intensely. It looked incredible, her green eyes hazy, her kissing and sucking on the shaft with an open mouth. There was a lipstick ring about an inch off the base of her strap, and it gave the idea. She didn't want to move, Lena's warm mouth doing wonders with her. She felt her head going empty when Lena sucked one of her balls in, the hyper-realistic, green toy sending through her whole body a sensation so intense she almost howled at the ceiling.
Kara cupped Lena's face in her palm, tearing her off her cock. She did it with a disappointed whine, frowning at Kara as if she had interrupted something incredibly important. She grabbed Kara by the parts that connect the chest plate with the hip part of the armour, and Kara understood why these things she thought had little functionality were built. These worked perfectly as handles for Lena to grab onto, built at the perfect height for her, slightly curved and sturdy enough to withstand the average human weight.
"You really made built-in love handles?" - Kara couldn't help but cackle, watching Lena lifting herself off the ground and clasping the handles with both hands to help herself up.
"Yes?" - Lena lifted her eyebrows and looked at Kara stubbornly. She looked funny and cute with her mascara and lipstick smeared all over, and her cheeks flushed red from the intense oral work. - "I don't see what's wrong with that."
"Nothing wrong with it." - Kara shrugged, pushing a strand of Lena's messed-up hair behind her ear. - "You really built this thing to accommodate all your needs, huh. But it's still better with me inside. Did you make the size of my cock to your liking too?"
"I may have, yes." - Lena averted her gaze, her hand letting the clasp go. Instead, she wrapped it around the strap's shaft, squeezing it firmly. It made Kara hiss when the jolt of pleasure went straight into her crotch.
"You like it big, do you?" - Kara brushed her lips over Lena's hair, urging her to look up into her eyes.
"Pain and pleasure go together nicely, Supergirl." - Lena smirked. She paused for a moment, her eyes dropping on Kara's lips, her hand still jerking her strap off, her movements strong and fast, her palm rubbing on the tip before going back to the shaft.
"I see. By the way, Miss Luthor, I saw your lipstick on my cock, and you see, there was a whole inch that wasn't covered. That's not how things are done."
With one wide motion, she swept the things off the table, startling Lena a little, who watched her with wide eyes. Kara took Lena by the waist, lifting her up easily like she weighed nothing. She put her on a table, to lay on her back, her head hanging off the edge. Lena felt her laptop under her bare feet and pushed it down gently, hoping that it would land more or less safely on the fluffy carpet on the floor.
Kara took Lena by the head and pushed her cock back into her mouth. This time Lena was ready, her breath calm and throat relaxed enough to let Kara fuck her deep. Kara fucked her slowly, revelling in the feeling of Lena's throat muscles fluttering around the toy. Now the view was different - Lena's breasts right here for the taking. And Kara did it, palming and caressing her breasts, rolling the cool metal of Lena's piercings between her fingers.
She pulled her strap out as soon as she felt that she was on the verge of cumming again, unwilling to give in yet. She pushed Lena down a bit more and threw her leg up to rest it on the table. The pose was awkward, and Lena grabbed the edges of the table so as not to slide down even more, but it allowed Kara to take Lena's breasts by the piercings and push them together. She spit on her palm and speared it over the toy, though it was already wet enough, and pushed it between Lena's breasts. She heard Lena gasping when she squeezed her cock between her soft breasts and started fucking it, slowly at first, then rougher, faster. It wasn't the same as when Lena sucked her off, but it was still overwhelmingly awesome. Kara pushed Lena back up a bit, which allowed her to let the table go and grab her own breasts and squeeze them together.
It allowed Kara to switch to fucking Lena between breasts and then go back to her throat. There was a moment when Kara thought that she was being too rough, but Lena was all in, moaning, arcing her spine into Kara's movements. She took the strap deep into her throat, now used to the rough fucking, her neck bobbing slightly when the large toy was going inside it fast. This sight alone made Kara finally give up, and with a strong jerk of her hips, she buried herself deep into Lena's throat and came hard, biting into her lower lip to muffle the low moan that escaped her throat.
She pulled out after the twitching of the toy subsided, and she managed to calm down her breathing. Kara watched Lena swallow down her cum, and clean the remains of it off the strap with her tongue. Kara helped her up carefully. Lena looked like she was dizzy for a moment - after all, she laid with her head down for quite a bit, but it passed quickly when Kara pulled her to rest on her shoulder, rubbing calming circles on Lena's back.
She felt Lena's hand slipping down to wrap her hand around the shaft of the toy. It started to soften after the intense orgasm, but Kara was called Supergirl for a reason. The pleasure pooled in the low of her belly, sending a jolt of pleasure into her clit, and her toy twitched in response, the material hardening under Lena's touch.
"Was I good enough for you to fuck me, Supergirl?" - Lena lifted her head to look into Kara's eyes.
"Hm, I am still partial if I need to fuck you hard or leave you here alone with ruined panties, but I will decide while you will show me how bad you want me." - Kara took Lena off the table and looked at the zipper on her pants.
Lena understood without words, her hands on the clasp on the brink of a moment, tearing it apart. She pulled her restricting pants down and kicked them off without any hesitation. She was as wet as Kara imagined, slick covering not only her absolutely ruined panties but also the insides of her thighs. Kara took a step forward and took Lena's panties by the hem, pushing them down.
Kara's mouth watered when she saw a ring on Lena's swollen clit. She never thought the CEO of L-Corp would have the treasure hiding inside her panties. How long was it pierced? Who did it? Kara imagined the shocked piercing salon worker, for some reason, who saw Lena pulling down her panties for him to do the sluttiest piercing imaginable on her. She flicked her finger over the swollen bud of nerves, punching the silver ring up, smearing more slick over it. It took her a lot of strength to leave Lena's piercing alone and grip her panties to push them lower. Kara left them on the middle of Lena's hips, leaving just enough space to push the hardened toy between the absolutely damp lace and Lena's dripping cunt.
She rubbed the broad tip of the strap between Lena's folds, flicking it over her already swollen clit, watching the piercing move along with the toy. She jerked her hips to meet Kara's every motion, trying to grind on it. She moaned needily when the rim of the broad head of the toy rubbed over her sensitive clit. Kara loved how they looked, their bodies reflecting in the glass of a window. Supergirl in all her glory, with a large, thick, bright green strap out, her long red cape fluttering behind her with every movement. And Lena, her thighs spread, trembling hands clasping the edges of the table, her make-up, hair and clothes completely ruined.
Kara took her by the chin, lifting her head to look into her eyes. Lena could barely concentrate on Kara's face, all her thoughts clearly on the toy, her hips swivelling over the shaft of her cock. She tried to get all out of it, her sensitive pierced clit rubbing over the length up and down, slick covering the toy from the tip to the base; long strands of it trailed after her when she moved. The sight alone sent Kara over the edge, her toy twitching hard along with her clit. She had never felt so aroused in her life, her high-tech strap responding to her hyper excitement with being so hard it hit her stomach two times when Lena moved back too fast and let it go from between her legs.
"Look at yourself, Lena. You really want it, huh?" - Kara turned Lena's head to meet their reflection. She let her go, hearing the human woman moaning quietly, her head falling on Kara's shoulder. - "You are so needy, baby."
Kara pushed her strap back between Lena's legs and rubbed it against her folds in long, strong motions. Lena whined needily, trying to move her hips so the tip of Kara's strap would slide inside, but she was unyielding, putting her hand firm on Lena's hip to halt her movements. She jerked her hips towards Lena's, rubbing hard against her clit, watching the silver ring move along with her cock. Kara came into her panties in long splurts, covering them with more slick, panting into Lena's dark hair.
Kara pulled Lena's panties back on, smiling when Lena let out the most disappointed whine she had ever heard from a living creature. She took a step back to look at the work she had done - the absolute mess between Lena's legs, their slick mixing up and dripping down her thighs, oozing through her black lace panties. Kara wanted to leave her like this to show her who was in charge here, that she was still offended by the colour of the strap and the fact that Lena built it in like she was no more than a sex toy. But she couldn't do it, her eyes glued to the woman in front of her, panting, disappointed, her thighs invitingly parted.
Kara finally gave in after a short inner fight. She turned Lena to face the table and bent her over, pushing her face down into the glossy white surface of her table. She pulled her panties to the side and dragged her finger over Lena's dripping cunt and swollen clit, making her jerk her hips up in an inviting manner. She presented herself to Kara, and the alien took the offer, burying herself deep into the inviting, warm folds of Lena's hungry cunt.
She fucked her rough, pressing into the table, muffling her loud moans. Kara did understand that Jess probably heard everything, but she couldn't care less; all her thoughts concentrated on the tip of the high-tech toy, buried deep inside the scientist that made it so well. She pulled Lena's leg up to open her up more, her strap still buried inside, and pushed her flesh aside, baring her cunt to see herself moving inside. After she had come thrice already, Kara was a bit numb, but it was only for the better. She could last much longer for Lena now. And she did, fucking her nice and deep, bottoming up with every movement, her hips clapping against Lena's ass, leaving angry red marks on the pale flesh.
Kara bent over Lena, fucking her as deep as she could, filling her to the brim, enjoying the satisfied, low moans that woman under her let out. She caught her breast in her hand, squeezing the soft flesh, her fingers on the nipple, pinching it, rolling it between her fingers, tugging on it lightly, feeling Lena's cunt twitch around her cock every time she sent a jolt of pain through her. The small metallic buds in her nipples reminded Kara of the ring in her clit, and she reached down to rub at Lena's clit over the lace of her panties. She felt the cool metal through her fingertips, rubbing firm circles over it. Kara felt Lena's body trembling under her, so close now, ready to cum.
And she was ready to give it to her, to let her let go, to feel her cunt clenching around her cock, to fill her up, to breed her like she intended. The obnoxiously loud ring from Lena's phone made them both jump. They watched it ringing twice before Kara bent over Lena, bottoming out abruptly, making her gasp sharply.
"I think you should take it." - Kara whispered, her lips brushing over Lena's earlobe.
"No, please... I need you." - Lena whined, clenching her cunt around Kara's strap.
"I am here. I'm not going anywhere." - Supergirl put a gentle hand over Lena's breast, cupping it in her warm palm, her lips soft on her neck.
Lena swallowed down thickly, letting out a calming exhale before collecting herself. She reached out to the phone and pushed the green button, pressing it to her free ear carefully, slowly, like she did something sinful.
"Yes?" - she sounded as firm and strong as always, despite the large toy buried inside her cunt, wet down to her knees. - "Of course, Jess, I will take the call right now."
Kara froze, waiting for Jess to connect Lena to someone on the other side of the line. As soon as she heard the man speaking, she moved out just to bury herself inside again. She fucked Lena slowly, letting her maintain a decent facade that allowed her to have a meaningful conversation over the phone. It was short-lived, though. The longer the conversation went, the harder Kara went, now pounding Lena hard, pressing her chest down into the table.
"Yes, of course, Mr. Wilkonson, I will consider your offer and, uh..." - she gasped, choking on her words for a second. She recovered quickly, swallowing down the moan and exhaled shakily to calm her breathing. - "And I will think about the offers we can give you as a..."
Kara bottomed out, her heavy silicone balls hitting Lena's swollen clit with a wet sound. Lena whined, unable to hold in the slutty sound and gripped the edge of the table, trying to somehow ground herself. She didn't have a chance to get ahold of her sensations, Kara moving behind fast, fucking her hard and deep, her palms flat on the low of Lena's back, pressing her down onto the table.
"I am s-sorry. We can give you an oh... offer that will be on par with your willingness to h-help us with the development of, ah, tech that could h-help the world too, ah, grow and..." - Lena bit her lower lip hard, trying to suppress the obscene sounds that were ready to leave her throat. Kara slipped her hand down to rub on Lena's clit, making her squirm in her arms. The lace was damp through, the gritty texture adding a bit of added friction to Lena's sensitive bud. - "And, Oh, God, and find new ways to h-ah-help people."
Kara heard a quiet "fuck" leaving Lena's lips when she moved faster, bottoming out with every thrust. She bent over Lena to try and go as deep as she could, watching Lena's cunt stretching under the girth of the toy, slick covering it and the textile of Kara's armour.
"Y-yes, I am very religious." - Lena tried to justify her pleading and moaning somehow, with the man on the other side of the line being terribly confused. - "Ah, no. Catholic, actually."
Kara took her by the waist to pull down onto her silicone cock, making her let out a sharp exhale that she tried to cover up with the cough. It sounded as fake as it was, and Kara smiled, bottoming out again, burying her cock deep in Lena's cunt. She bent over just to brush her lips over Lena's ear and whisper the short, simple phrase into her ear.
"Such a good girl, huh?" - she licked the rim of Lena's ear lightly, feeling her body shivering under her.
Lena choked on her next words, swallowing hard and trying to suppress the whine, but with no luck. She jerked her hips up to open for Kara more and put her head down, pressing her forehead on the cool surface of her table.
"Yes, of course, I would also like to discuss the tradition-ah-al family values with you as soon as we will me.." - Lena jerked her hips towards Kara's thrusts, impaling herself on Kara's strap. The wet sounds her cunt made were obnoxious, the slick covering her body in a thin, slippery layer. For a moment, Kara regretted she didn't drag Lena down on the carpet to fuck her, but the fact that Lena was talking on the phone right now and the fact that she wanted to raw her on this table for years made her rethink her desires and leave things as they were, just taking notes of how she will have Lena later. - "uh... meet. Yes, of course, Mr Wilkinson, as any good Ca-ah-tolic, I would absolutely be thrilled to support those in need."
Kara moved out a bit, straightening her back and looking down at Lena's gorgeous body. Her ass was reddened from the hard thrusting, her back marked by Kara's rough fingers. She arched her spine to meet Kara's gentle touch over the red finger marks. Kara dragged her fingers down and clasped Lena's ass, opening her up, watching the strap inside her. She pulled out almost to the tip of her cock just to bury herself inside again, then pulled back, still watching Lena's cunt hungrily swallowing the toy again and again.
"Yes, of course. Goodbye, Mr Wilkinson." - Lena hung up and threw the phone away, now free to gasp with every thrust.
"Good job, Lena. You did so well." - Kara whispered, her hands hard on Lena's ass. She bent over again to bite into her neck, sucking her tender skin into her mouth.
She tried to be gentle, but she wanted Lena for so long it was hard for her to hold back. She wrapped her hand around Lena's neck and pushed her up, covering her neck and shoulders in kisses, nibbling on her, leaving marks on her pale skin. She put a big, open-mouthed kiss on Lena's neck, making her let out a loud, low moan.
"Kara, please, fill me." - Lena whined, jerking her hips up to meet Kara's thrusts. It made Supergirl's whole world spin, and she clasped the soft flesh of Lena's hips desperately. She wanted to fill her, to breed her like they both wanted.
She came hard, feeling Lena's cunt clenching hard around her toy, her warm cum filling her, spilling out to smear all over her new anti-kryptonite armour. She heard Lena moaning loudly, her thighs trembling along with the strong twitches of her cunt. They stayed like this for a while, panting and revelling in a moment, unwilling to part from each other. Lena came to her senses first, putting her hand on Kara's thigh, urging her to pull out, and she obliged. The mess they made was astonishing, the slick from both of them covering Lena's lower body along with part of the table. Lena's stuff was scattered all over the office. Lena's clothes were destroyed, torn apart or covered in cum so thickly it wouldn't be possible to restore them by washing.
Kara moved away when her softened strap hid underneath the nanomaterial of her armour, rubbing on the back of her neck awkwardly. When the horny haze subsided, she finally understood that she just devoured Lena right in her office with the door unlocked. Lena looked as shocked as Kara was, panting from the intense workout. She sat down on the edge of her table, completely spent. But there was an insolent spark in her eyes when their eyes met.
"Wow, that was something. I... I hope it wasn't, too... I wasn't too rough?" - Kara croaked. She looked bashful, her eyes on Lena's trying to understand if she overstepped and offended her. Maybe she was too rough? She wanted to, but she also didn't want to do anything that could hurt Lena.
"Are you serious?" - Lena lifted her brow, chuckling. - "I had the best day of my life."
"I... oh! Really?" - Kara smiled, taking one step towards the woman, feeling like a great weight just lifted up from her shoulders. She took Lena's hand into hers, rubbing gentle circles on her palms.. - "I was just thinking that I came here and just did... this. And I now feel like I was being ungrateful. But I am! You are the best thing that happened to me, and I... I like you. Very much. And I hope you will forgive me someday. Without you, I would be long dead. You saved me in so many ways, and I want to repay you for it."
"Well, it seems that Supergirl saves the world, and I save Supergirl. But I am still mad at you for lying, so you will need to earn my trust and work in my favour." - Lena tilted her head to the side, smiling intricately.
"And I will!" - Kara nodded eagerly, squeezing Lena's fingers. - "Can I kiss you?"
"You just fucked me raw on my own table while I was making a deal of the year with my business partner, and now I got to pretend I am a good Catholic and wasn't fucked by the hottest alien in the universe." - Lena laughed out, lifting herself up on the tiptoes to get on the level of Kara's face. - "Of course, you can kiss me."