7. Chapter 7

Lena found her mind wandering. Mind unable to focus on the holotabelt that rested in her hands. Already her Brother sending her directives before she even made landfall on what was to be her new home for the foreseeable future.

There was some freedom to be found in it, Lena knew. Away from Earth and it’s systems, Lex’s reach became that far much more strained. A taste of what she had on Coypra doing her research paper.

She gave up on trying to focus on the still unopened emails and instead to the bright streaming colors that surrounded the ship as it flew through slipspace. Lena retreat away from the small desk and to her messy bed, finding herself drawn to the warm covers with her eyes still watching the light show.

Lena knew quite well how lucky she was. The Golden Spire was the envy of the entire Galaxy. Not even the splendors of Earth nor the white sands of Coypra could compare to what many thought as the center of the Milky Way. I

t stood as the central of Kryptonian Republic. Which spanned four Star Systems and acting as one of the three superpowers the others being their estranged cousins, the Damaxite Empire and the United Earth and Colonies Federation.

With countless of minor powers that barely controlled a Star System or the hundreds of Planet-States.

The light show came to an end as the ship pulled itself from slipspace. With a grey blanket curled around her, Lena lifted up from the bed and approached back to the window, finding herself drawn to her first sight of Krypton.

The black and grey Human Class-A battle frigate stood in contrast to the Kryptonian warships that flew on silently through the stillness of space. The Kryptonian ships were sleek, powered by the Kryptonian mastery of plasma. Shielded in dark blue plating and plasma shielding.

Lena found herself with her nose pressed to the glass of her private bedroom, watching as the UECF Dublin came closer to the Krypton planet defense grid that guarded the planet in a tight ring of battle stations.

Even the battle stations looked built of the same material of the Kryptonian ships. Massive plasma cannons standing ready to launch the bombardments of weaponized ionized gas into invading ships.

Lena almost wanted to see the weapons in action, Kryptonian plasma weapons still haven’t been reversed engineered by Earth. Even the Family company, L-Corp, hadn’t the faintest idea of how it worked.

The light of Rao bounced off the sleekness of the ships and stations, the crimson light looking so very foreign compared to the yellow sun from the Sol system.

Before that thought could progress further and spark the well spoken Luthor anger, the sliding door to Lena’s bedroom opened with the appearance of her personal assistant entering the room, “Madam Ambassador…”

Jess arched a dark brow up at the sight of the once powerful CEO of L-Corp standing with a blanket covering most of her form with her nose pressed to the window a she stared out at the approaching planet.

Lena twisted and turned as she heard the door opening, staring blankly at her assistant until she realized how she must looked. She dropped the blanket and tried to smooth her hands down over the pj’s, clearing her throat, “Mhm, yes Jess?”

Jess snorted loudly and crossed the room, going to stand side by side Lena as the ship broke through the atmosphere of the planet, “It won't be that bad.”

“You sure have a way of reassuring me, Jess.” Lena commented dryly.

The Golden Spire was far more impressive than what the pictures had shown. Even as a human with no connection to Krypton nor it’s history, Lena could feel the history attached to it. Able to feel so old but still so far in the future.

Lena’s black heels echoed over the marble steps that lead into the center main room of the Spire. With Jess flanked to her left in a freshly pressed skirt and blouse, the Ambassador herself had gone with a more flattering outfit.

A tight purple and black dress with a matching half cloak that flew from her right shoulder. Though the cloak itself did nothing to hide the ample cleavage put on display by the low cut, nor the long pale leg that danced in and out of view from the slit of the dress. She walked with a calm and sure confidence in each on of her steps, eyeing the Kryptonian escort that were to bring them to the Republic’s Consul’s office.

“Remember, the El’s are like royalty.” Jess mumbled from her side as the group finally came to a stop in front of a set of double oak doors.

“I’m aware, Jess.” Lena hissed back.

“They’ve held the title of Consul for centur…” Jess was cut off from finishing when two of the guards stepped forward to push open either of the doors, respectfully bowing their heads to allow the Human delegation entrance.

The room was what Lena expected out of a Family that had ruled the planet as near Kings and Queens for well over 650 years. The centerpiece being the large sturdy desk in the middle of the room, made of the smooth blue metal that the Kryptonians used for a wide range of objects.

The Consul sitting behind the desk didn’t make much of a note to Lena. Jor El looked to remind Lena much of her father, Lionel. The career practiced smile, the same hawkish look they tried to hide as they studied someone new. The only difference was the pure grey hair and the Kryptonian style robes that bore the sigil of House El on it’s chest.

There were two others standing on either side of the desk, a male and a female. Both far younger than the Consul himself. In contrast to the robes Jor wore, the two wore the traditional Kryptonian styled armor. Colored in dark navy with hues of crimson, it looked nothing more than ballistic weave but Lena suspected it was something far more protective.

The man was handsome in his own right. A near copper complexion, blue eyes and black hair made him look like many of the higher society of the Kryptonian Republic. He gave her a short polite smile but it was the woman that made Lena’s sweeping green eyes stop still.

Lena found her eyes wandering up and down over the female. The armor hugged over the woman’s form like a second skin with a crimson cloak flying from her shoulders. Short styled blonde hair looked freshly tousled, bringing out the strong features of her face.

Dark blue eyes catch Lena’s intense green stare, the start of a smirk appearing on the corners of the Kryptonian’s lips, with her own blue eyes daring to dip down over the dress the Ambassador wore.

A noticeable heat took root in the pit of Lena’s stomach at those blue wandering eyes, going back to met Lena’s green ones, though now a shade far darker.

“Welcome, Ambassador Luthor, to Krypton.” Jor’s voice broke the quiet staring, his hands clasping together as the Consul stood from behind the desk.

A well practiced smile came to the Ambassador’s features, facing the older man now, “Thank you, Consul. I have had nothing but warm welcomes since my ship landed.”

“I do hope so, Ambassador. This is Krypton, not some backwater system!,” Jor joked with a short chuckle, waving his hand at Lena, “Please, allow me to introduce my family members. My son, Kal El. And heir to the House of El.”

Kal gave another polite smile, though making an apparent glance over his father’s shoulder to the blonde woman, “Krypton is welcomed to have you, Madam Ambassador.”

Jor then turned his hand to the woman, “My niece, Kara Zor-El. Captain of the Consul Guard.”

Blue and green eyes meet again this time. The caped Kryptonian gives a respectful dip of her head, a low and silky voice coming forth, “Madam Luthor, I hope you will find Krypton to your liking and that bonds between our two people can grow.”

Lena finds herself smiling at the blonde guard Captain, eyes doing a purposeful once over of the alien’s form, “Likewise, Lady Zor-El.”

“Please, just Kara.” Two rows of pearly white teeth peek out when the blue eyed warrior grins at the Luthor.

Jor’s hand curls around Kara’s broad shoulder and pats it, “Kara has offered to be your point of contact as you and your office settles in on the planet. Just as I believe Lord Secretary James Olsen is doing the same to my Ambassador to Earth.”

“I would appreciate the assistance. While the Spire is truly breathtaking, I am afraid I’ll be easily lost.” Lena twists her face away from Kara finally to speak to the Consul.

“Of course, have you eaten yet? I have taken the liberty to have a dinner with a few others that you’ll be dealing with here.” Jor brushed past Kara and motioned for Lena to follow him.

“I’m starving, actually.”

Lena had a feeling that the seating placement had been purposeful. She is seated in a place of honor to the left of Jor who sat at the head of the table. Across from her was Kal, though far more interesting was Kara sitting directly to the side of her.

The Luthor notices what appears to be a nervous twitch of the blonde Kryptonian. The long thick fingers on her right hand drums in a random pattern over the worn wood, a glass filled to the brim with red wine in her other hand.

Lena tries to focus on the flow of conversation that bounces back and forth over the table, but Kara’s mere presence next to her takes too much of her own attention to focus on the conversation.

“Damaxite’s claim to Ustrilia is…” One of the dinner guests started up but was swiftly silenced when Jor slammed his hand down onto the table.

“It is rightfully Kryptonian! If only the damned Council could come to an agreement on the subject.” Jor finished with a swift harsh sip of his wine glass. Lena doesn’t miss the way how his eyes glance in the direction of Lena.

The Ambassador nearly drops out of her skin when Kara leans over to speak lowly into her ear, “My Uncle is always the showman.”

The table talks on leaving the two women seated next to each other to speak in low voices. Lena glances into Kara direction, a dark brow raising up, “I had expected as such.”

A low chuckle was Kara’s low reply, nudging her shoulder closer to Lena. The Luthor tries to tucks one leg over the other, making the slit in her dress ride up. Lena swirls her wine glass underneath her lips before taking a short sip of the red wine.

Kara’s eyes dip down at Lena’s movement, causing her blue eyes to drag over the newly showed skin. Causing the Kryptonian to take a stiff swig of her wine glass to chase away some lingering thoughts.

“Should I be worried about a grand Kryptonian plot then?” Lena teased in a low tone, glancing up and over to Kara. She licked her ruby lips, suddenly feeling them going dry. She wouldn’t mind if her and Kara had some….alone time with each other. The Kryptonian was attractive and if Lena knew right, Kara looked far interested in her.

There was another hint of those white teeth when the corners of Kara’s lips curl into a grin, “Oh, naturally. Though I’m sure I can think of a way of making it beneficial for you.”

Lena couldn’t help the small giggle that rolled off her lips at the dryness lingering in Kara’s tone. Lifting her wine glass up to take a sip from the sweet Kryptonian Red, “Am I safe in your hands then?”

Kara glanced over Lena again, “I can sense that quick wit of yours has gotten you in trouble more than once.”

“Us Luthors are always trouble.” Lena says lowly, with far too much emphasis and the smirk far too large.

Lena enjoys the faintness of blushes that appears on the side of Kara’s neck. The Kryptonian taking another harsh sup of her wine glass before leaning closer as if she was going to whisper something into Lena’s ear.

“Madam Ambassador, what are your thoughts on the subject?” Jor’s voice stops Kara short. Causing both their heads to snap in the direction of the Consul.

“Oh, yes. Mhm,” Lena pauses, clearing her throat, a sudden burst of cold air hitting the flushness of her cheeks, “The situation is far more complex than black and white. While the Republic’s claim is indeed valid, the Daxamites have the same claim. In such an off rimworld, a deal needs to be found to avoid a needless war.”

Lena notices that the smile is forced on Jor’s face when he answers, “Spoken like a true Ambassador.”

Lena found Krypton far more enjoyable than she first thought she would. The weather was usually always pleasant and her staff seemed to finally had settled in the office space within the Spire along the other embassies of dozens of different planets.

With a holotabelt held in her right hand, Lena green eyes were shielded by a pair of large black frame glasses, half reading the emails as she found herself wandering the halls on a lazy afternoon. The sound of her heels drowning out everything else in the hallway. Her green eyes turned out to the passing windows, to where the rest of the city laid, surrounding the Golden Spire.

The hallway lead onward to the guard barracks of the Spire. A collection of soldiers whose purpose was to protect the Consul, his Family and the Spire grounds. Though from what Lena understood that was only the basics of what they actually did.

Lena found herself drawn outside to the barracks sparring ring. A large square ring with an upper level made for viewing. The Ambassador did find it interesting that for such a peace loving people, they hosted one of the most well armed fighting forces in the Galaxy.

The Luthor’s lips twisted when she saw who lingered on the edges of the ring, the reason of her wandering nightly thoughts . Kara Zor-El circled around the ring with her hands tucked behind her back, the tight form fitting compression shirt and leggings doing nothing to hide the muscular body that laid hidden beneath.

Kara glances up from underneath the blistering Krypton sun to the shaded patio that wrapped around the ring. A short pleased sound coming from her chest at the sight of Lena Luthor leaning against the railing of the patio. The first few buttons of the crimson blouse opened to show a tasteful amount of skin around the top of her bust.

Lena lifts her hand up and wiggles her fingers in the direction of Kara. Kara returned the wave with one of her own, her face fully fixed on the Human Ambassador.

“Your adoring fan?” A familiar voice rose up from her left, causing Kara to break the lingering eye contact with Lena and glance in the direction of the voice.

Sam wiggled her dark brows once Kara’s flushed face had snapped to the other Kryptonian, “No. The Human Ambassador.”

“I know who she is. Kal says you two can’t keep your eyes off each other.”

It only made Kara’s cheek flush more, shaking her head, “No. Of course not. Kal is being over dramatic as always. Lois’s affect on him.”

“Maybe you want a nice human wife for yourself. No shame in admitting it.” Sam teases, throwing her arm around the Captain’s shoulders.

Kara’s eyes arch back up to where Lena still stands. Catching those dancing green eyes from underneath the frames of her large black framed glasses. Kara curls her right hand into a fist, squeezing it tightly as a flash of desire shoots up at the smirk that seems permanently plastered on Lena’s lips.

Sam glances away from Kara and to the human watching over the ring, her head turned away to watch another sparring pair on the other side of the ring, “I mean, if you don’t want to try, I’ll happily…”

The Captain twists and turns, taking a step closer into Sam’s personal space, “No. She’s…”

Sam snorts dryly at Kara’s sudden step forward, “Already claiming her? You’re barely spoken to her.”

“I...I..You’re twisting my words.” Kara hisses, snapping her head away from Sam and her shit eating grin.

Kara’s face looked back up to Lena. The Ambassador was still watching the other fight, leaving her body turnt, allowing the Kryptonian’s eyes to wander up and down over the Luthor’s side profile.

“She’s just waiting for you to impress her. Come on, let’s have a spar,” Sam grins, pushing herself off the railing that surrounds the ring and to the weapon rack, “I’ll even let you win.”

Lena found her attention going back to Kara and the other Kryptonian as they took the center sparring ring. Dressed now in the same armor that Lena had first met Kara in, either wielding a purple plasma sword in their hands.

She hooked her bottom lip between her pearly white teeth when Kara’s head turned up for the briefest moments to snap a glance at Lena. Sending the Kryptonian another little wave with the wiggle of her fingers, a spread of pleasure coming at the blush on Kara’s tanned cheeks.

Lena was sure talk had already reached back to Lex and Lillian about her growing friendship with Kara Zor-El. She was sure it was done in part by Jor, though Lena found herself not caring much of the gossip when Kara did spark a certain need in her.

A wet, sticky need. It had been months since she last took anyone up on a one nightstand and the stress following the return of her Brother had left her little time to enjoy any private time behind her closed bedroom door.

Kara rolled her shoulders as she stood oppose to Sam, circling around the ring like a lioness before attacking their prey. She tossed her sword hand from hand, allowing a thin mist to fill the air from the sudden movements of the plasma sword.

The Captain suddenly pushes off with her back leg, sending a short stab towards Sam’s centermass. The two Kryptonians become locked in a duel of strength that sends Sam stumbling backwards when Kara overpowers here with brutal strength.

Lena gives a hum at the sight of Kara’s flexed arms in the tight compression shirt, breathing hard as she advanced on Sam again. The two plasma swords meeting in the air as Kara used her like a hammer, bringing it up and down over and over again into Sam’s defense.

Kara could smell Lena’s lust in the air, reaching her even from this distance, filling Kara’s stomach with the need to see to Lena on her knees below her with her cock shoved down her throat. Covering those stupid glasses with her cum.

Unfortunately for Sam, it mean that she was the target of the repressed lust turned into anger, unable to match Kara’s brute strength as the Captain kept on hammering onto her, sending Sam back stepping until Kara is able to send the hilt of the blade shattering out of Sam’s hand.

“Yield!” Sam yelled, causing Kara to take a step backwards and lean down to offer Sam the fallen plasma sword.

As Sam went to lick her wounds, Kara returned the hilt to the it’s resting place on the edge of the ring, stopped short by Lena’s voice, “That was quite the sight. I wasn’t aware the Kryptonians put such an emphasis on marshal skill.”

The two stand barely a foot apart, with Kara still breathing hard from her duel, made worse now by Lena’s closeness. And with Lena looking like a fox with her red hair, green eyes dancing up and down Kara’s hard body from underneath her glasses.

“No reason to make such advanced weapons if we don;t know how to use them.” Kara settles on, trying to swallow down the huskiness in her voice, but still comes out far too low and deep.

It doesn’t help that they’re standing so close and every single set of eyes in the sparring ring was staring at the two. Lena smiles again, eyes settling back on Kara’s face, “Do you mind showing me back to my rooms, I was in a daze when I came here.”

“Of course. Follow me.” Kara tries to match the smile, but her eyes dip down over the exposed bust with the top of the blouse being unbuttoned, the sudden urge to see her cock resting over them as some resting point flashed through the full front of Kara’s head.

That night in the darkness of their rooms on the other side of the Spire, Kara buried her face into her pillow trying to chase away the thoughts of Lena while the Luthor buried three fingers into her pussy and pictured it was Kara instead.

The ballrooms was as grand as the rest of the Golden Spire. Redone dozens of times throughout the centuries of rule seated in the towering building, it could seat 300 easily with enough space for a hundred more if necessary.

Kara never liked these events. The room filled to capacity with fake dazzling smiles and the smell of fine wine. Where the high of the Republic rubbed elbows with the other Pureblood Families in some attempt to relive the glory of their early history.

Blue eyes scanned over the ballroom, noting Kal and Jor surrounded by a group of other notable members of the Republic Senate. There were far too many faces she didn’t know, more than a few of those dazzling smiles shot in her direction in some hope that the tall standing Captain would look in their direction.

Kara looked every bit of the House of El she was indeed to be. The dress uniform was colored in a dark navy, with a crimson stripe running down either pant leg. Black boots reached to the bottom point of her knees with her slacks dressed into them. The hilt of a plasma sword dangled from her hip.

Her short blonde hair was freshly trimmed on the sides though her bangs still refused to work with her and dropped down over her forehead as if it was fully intended.

Kara’s eyes flashed back to the entrance with her mouth suddenly going dry. Her hand reached down to the hilt of the weapon and squeezed it tightly at the sight of Lena Luthor finally making her late appearance to the event.

Blue eyes danced over the Ambassador’s dress. Form fitting, strapless over her shoulders and a long slit that ran up her right leg that made each step attract attention to her. Kara’s stomach clenches when Lena’s green eyes met hers from over the space of the ballroom, a grin curling on her lips.

A familiar flash of desire took rest in the pit of Kara’s stomach when Lena made her way to her, offering a few waves and smiles to others in the ballroom though her attention still firmly fixed on the Captain.

“You clean up nicely, Kara.” Lena teases dryly, coming to stop in front of the Kryptonian. Reaching over to a wandering waiter to take a glass of champagne from the carrier silver platter.

Kara clears her throat far too loudly, forcing herself to look away from Lena’s taunting green eyes, accented by the black framed glasses she seemed to wear only when Kara was present, “As do you, Madam Ambassador.”

Lena dark brow raises from over the rim of her glasses, “Are you alright, Captain? You seem a bit...tense in the shoulders.”

Kara licks her lips at the purpose look that dances through Lena’s eyes. Kara glances away from Lena and notes that there’s a number of the tight groups making glances in their direction, not helping the rumors that were already stirring about the two.

“There events are always dull.” Kara finally decides on, thankful that she’s able to get anything out with how Lena was looking at her.

“I’m sure I can think of a way to make it exciting for the both of us.” Lena says with the grin coming back, glancing over her shoulder. Seeing that Jor was sending far more than a few glances in the direction of his niece.

“What was it, ‘Us Luthors are always trouble?’” Kara teases easily, eyes wandering down over Lena’s body as she turned her head.

Lena’s head turns back to Kara, taking a half step forward to come into Kara’s personal bubble. The faint smell of vanilla filled Kara’s nose, coming from the warm body that was suddenly being pressed to hers.

A small delicate hand reached up and pressed itself to the center of Kara’s chest, leaning up to whisper in Kara’s ear, “And what do you do with girls that get in trouble?”

“People will talk.” Kara whispers back, having to keep her hands tightly at her sides to refuse the urge to wrap them around Lena’s hips.

“You didn’t answer my question.” Lena whispers again, fingers playing at the gold buttons on Kara’s dress coat. White teeth peeking out to softly bite down into her own bottom lip, green eyes staring up into Kara’s swiftly darkening blue eyes.

“Don’t you want it, Kara? Since the first moment we laid eyes on each other? I would’ve let you fucked me that night at dinner. Or any night when I fucked myself thinking of you. It would feel so good .” Lena whispered on.

Something breaks in the pit of Kara’s stomach, a seal being broken. Sending a fury of red hot desire and want shooting through her bloodstream. A feeling that she had tried so hard to keep down since laying her eyes on Lena.

Kara growls into Lena’s ear that sends a flood of wet heat to her stomach. Finding herself being turned around and with Kara’s hand on the small of her back leading them out of the ballroom with rushed and heavy steps.

As soon as they’re out of the ballroom and tucked into one of the hallways, Lena finds herself turned around with her back pressed to the nearest walls. Kara’s lips finding hers in a messy and heated kiss. With teeth and lips clashing with a pent up desire coming free.

They soon find a comfortable rhythm, with Kara’s hands curling around Lena’s hips and pressing their bodies together. Lena moans into Kara’s mouth, breaking their lips apart to let it free as she feels herself pressed to Kara’s hard and muscular body, “Kara, my bed...”

Lena’s head rolls back when Kara’s mouth moves lower. Using the tip of her tongue to lick along the inside of her neck hollow then leaving hot rushed kisses to the sensitive spots that seemed to litter the Luthor’s neck, “My room is closer.”  

Knowing they couldn’t do this in public, Kara tears herself from Lena’s wanton moans and grabs her hand, all but dragging her down the hallway.

Lena finds herself being pressed to the door of Kara’s room once they’re finally tucked inside. Lips moving together as heated as they were in the hallway seconds ago. Her hands grasp at the dress uniform covering Kara’s body, wanting to feel the warm body pressed to her.

The tips of Kara’s finger ghost up the slit in Lena’s dress. Leaving goosebumps over the showed pale skin, Lena arch her leg out more to give Kara more to touch. Kara responds with another rumbling from her chest that sounds like a groan, pressing their bodies together.

Lena’s body feels on fire, every simple touch of Kara’s hand striking a chord within her that she had never felt before, a thirst that was perfectly made for Kara. The Kryptonian’s hand ghosted upwards, bushing up the dress slit around Lena’s hip. Breaking their liplock to press another kiss to the side of her neck, “I fuck filthy bad girls.”

Lena purrs into Kara’s ear at the Kryptonian’s low growl, rocking her hips into Kara’s slowly hardening cock, “I’m a filthy girl.”

The dirty whisper sends a shiver of pleasure down to her cock, hardening it to its full length within seconds. Kara grinds her ups into Lena’s crotch, allowing her to feel the cock pressed tightly against her slacks.

Kara moves her head back away from Lena’s wanting mouth, her hands reaching up to pull down the front of her dress to allow the woman’s near buxom breasts be freed to the cold air of the bedroom. Lena isn’t offered a moment to enjoy the look in Kara’s eyes before the Kryptonian’s mouth sucked in one of the perked pink nipples into her warm mouth.

The woman’s reddish brown head drops back into the door with a low thud. Her arms curling around Kara’s neck and playing with the back strands of her hair as the Kryptonian’s mouth rolls the nipple with her tongue, causing another moan to come free from Lena.

“Fuck, Kara.” Lena whispers when Kara finally disconnects her mouth from Lena’s breast, surprised suddenly when Lena’s hands came to Kara’s chest and started pushing Kara back towards the direction of the bed.

Her cock felt painful within the tight contents of her slacks, made only worse by how Lena’s green eyes had darkened, her flushed cheeks looking delightful with the black glasses. She was so lost in the look in Lena’s eyes, that Kara gives a yelp of surprise when the back of her knees hit the edge of her bed and she falls to the edge.

Lena runs her hands down the sides of Kara’s neck, stepping inside of her lover’s stretched out legs. Pressing a kiss to her lips, her fingers undid the buttons of her coat, allowing it to hang loosely from her shoulders before being pushed off and thrown to the side.

The compression white undershirt and tight black sports bra followed, leaving the top half of the Kryptonian bare to Lena’s greedy hands and mouth. The tip of Lena’s right index finger trailed down over the center of Kara’s chest and down to the harden abs that stood out as if they were carved like marble.

Kara rests her hands onto her knees and lets Lena move downwards until she is sitting on her knees inbetween Kara’s legs, mouth kissing and tracing the hardlines of her muscles, eyes fixed on the sight of Kara breathing hard above her. Kara flexes her arms when Lena’s hands rub the inside of her thighs, forcing a moan from Lena at the sight of the flexed muscles.

“Of course you like it.” Kara says with her voice thick with huskiness. Her body goes tight, flexing herself for a few long moments to allow Lena’s hands to feel the proding muscles before relaxing.

Lena’s eyes go fixed to the thick outline of Kara’s cock that looks as if it was going to burst through the material of her tight slacks. A crude wet heat making her pussy drip into her black thong. Even the outline looked as if it was going to dwarf her with the girthy towering meat.

Kara’s right hand weaves through Lena’s straightened hair, grasping her strong hair there as she rolls her hips closer, “You look thirsty, Madam Ambassador .”

Lena doesn’t answer, the look in her eyes speaking loud enough for Kara. With the help of Lena, her boots are torn off and her slacks soon join the other on the clothes on the ground, leaving Kara only in her tight underwear.

The Luthor’s hands wrap around the still clothed cock with her mouth descending down to wrap around the thick cockhead that throbs through Kara’s underwear. Kara tightens her grip in Lena’s hair, having to resist the urge to force down her underwear and shove her cock down Lena’s throat, but instead finds herself fixed on each one of Lena’s purposeful actions.

“You’re massive, Kara.” Lena whispers, with her hands reaching up to slowly pull down Kara’s underwear, her mouth licking up over the edge of the Kryptonian’s cock then going to the skin near the tanned lower stomach.

A tiny pick tongue licked over the flesh that makes Kara’s lower ‘v’ of her abs. Kissing the shortly trimmed blonde pubic mound that stood right above the thick root of her cock, the rest still held back by the tight compression underwear.

Lena’s tongue licks at the thick vein that starts at the base of Kara’s cock, slowly pulling down the underwear more with her mouth moving down over the cock as more was showed to the cold air of the room.

Lena’s mouth reaches the head of the cock, with her plump lips curling around the head and sucks it softly into her mouth, allowing the rest of Kara’s cock to throb at the warm pleasure. A large spurt of precum shot forward and wet Lena’s mouth, the taste making Lena moan around Kara’s cock.

The Ambassador's hands run up and down Kara’s legs, staring up at Kara with the Kryptonian’s cock head still resting in her mouth. Lena is offered the full view of Kara’s naked body, each line of hard muscle popping out above her.

Lena drops Kara’s cock from her mouth, allowing it to hang in between the Kryptonian’s legs, leaning forward to press a delicate kiss to the flesh, allowed now to look at Kara fully in her glory.

Her pussy pulses for attention at the sight of Kara’s cock. Allowed to see the entire massive length for the first time. Tanned flesh like the rest of her body, as thick as Lena’s own wrist, with two veins flowing around from the base. It hung easily a foot out from her body with two large hairless balls hung from below Kara’s cock, looking far too heavy.

A droplet of precum drips from Kara’s cock, with Lena’s mouth suddenly moving forward, her tongue reaching out to lick up the white fluid before it fell to the ground. Swirling it in her mouth and swallowing it before opening her mouth wide to show Kara.

“You want my cum, eh? Such a filthy girl.” Kara mumbled lowly. Her own train of thought stopping at the sight of Lena Luthor sitting on her knees looking hungry for her cum.

Lena arched her chest upwards, her soft right hand curling around the base of Kara’s cock and placing the meaty girth between her breasts, “I want you to cover me in it.”

The Luthor smirks at how Kara’s nostrils flare, enjoying how she’s able to pry away at the restraint Kara seems to be holding onto. She slaps away Lena’s hand on her cock, allowing the Luthor to wrap her arms around the underside of her chest to wrap her breasts tightly around the Kryptonian’s cock. Opening her mouth to spit down as Kara started thrusting into the crudely made hole.

Kara’s arms tense when she starts shallowly thrusting her hips upwards, spearing her cock through the tightly packed breasts with her cockhead hitting the bottom side of Lena’s chin. She watches Lena lean back and angle her chin down, her mouth wide open to allow the cockhead to smash into her mouth.

The Kryptonian thrusts up into Lena’s wanton mouth, rolling her head back with a low moan, “You look perfect with my cock in your mouth, Lena.”

Lena’s mouth sucks in a few more inches of Kara’s cock, her plump lips spread deliciously over the tanned girth. Kara’s legs shake from underneath her, eyes fixed on Lena’s face, the human refusing to look anywhere else besides Kara.

Kara rolls her head back and finds a comfortable pace to rock her hips forward, both hands reaching down to the sides of the Luthor’s head to keep her steady and to keep the Luthor’s glasses from falling off.

When’s Kara’s head angles back down to meet Lena’s eyes, the human shudders. The Kryptonina’s eyes looked clouded with lust, her cheeks and the rest of her face red. Lena can feel Kara’s grip flexing around on her head, becoming tighter like the rest of the Captain’s body.

The pace shifts as the lust brews within Kara’s balls, burning to bust free from what felt like months of never touching herself while in reality it was far from the truth. The aspects of her pure Kryptonian blood boiled to a bursting point, overtaken by the need to have Lena.

More inches thrust themselves into Lena’s mouth, causing the Luthor to suck harsher to let Kara knows she enjoys the Kryptonian’s cock drooling precum down her throat. Spit and precum alike fly from the corners of Lena’s mouth, making the titjob even more messy as Lena’s chest becomes covered in a thin layer of the precum and spit mixture now added with a thin layer of sweat.

Kara stares down at what she’s made Lena into. Her arms tensing with a shot of pleasure when Lena’s tongue quickly licks across the cumslit, making more to leak with a wild spurt. The blonde’s chest heaves up and down, feeling as if she can’t catch her breath with how Lena is sucking on her cock. Slurping it in and out of her mouth as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

“You fucking love this, don’t you?,” Kara’s voice is raspy, strained with pleasure as her toes curl into the rug below her, hips still thrusting in and out of her mouth, “Is this how you do your job, Ambassador? Get on your knee and suck their cock like a filthy whore?”

Lena moans loudly below Kara, sending a vibration around Kara’s cock and shivers up the Kryptonian spine, forcing a growl out from the blonde as she spears her cock through Lena’s breast and mouth. Her balls aching from below her, each moment getting closer and closer to bursting.

“You like being spoken down to? Do you like it when i tell you how much of a whore you are? That you’re mine prefect little filthy girl?” Kara growls again, hips wild as they spear her cock deeper into Lena’s mouth.

The Luthor tries so hard to get pressure to her pussy, trying to rub the inside of her thighs together to rub her pussy lips. Cum dripped freely from her pussy and onto the ground below her, being used so rightfully by the Kryptonian making her a mess of pleasure.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” Kara chants above Lena, thrusting becoming more and more wild as her balls became to the bursting point, “Drink my cum!”

The Kryptonian rolls her hips one last time before she can feel that heat bursting in the pit of her stomach, sending the first surges of her cum within Lena’s mouth. The Human tries her best to slurp up whatever cum she can, swallowing it down with a loud moan at the taste of Kara’s cum.

Kara tears her cock from Lena’s mouth, her right hand stroking her cock as she painted Lena’s chest and face with several long spurts of cum. Lena was hopeless underneath her, as her face, glasses and chest were covered in the inhuman amount of cum that surged forward.

The Kryptonian’s body finally uncoils, dropping her hand and allowing her cock to hang freely as she looked down at what she’s made Lena into. The human’s tongue peeks out to lick around her lips, eating small amounts of Kara’s cum until she gathers the amount left on the lenses of her glasses onto the tips of her fingers.

Ensuring Kara is watching her, Lena pops those fingers into her mouth and sucks them as harshly as she was sucking Kara’s cock, moaning freely at the strangely good tasting cum. She licked her lips and reached forward to softly suck Kara’s cock back into her mouth, cleaning it.

Kara strokes Lena’s hair, chuckling softly as her still hard cock is polished by the Ambassador, “Such a messy girl.”

As soon as Lena is done cleaning Kara’s cock, making the cock pop out of her mouth with a loud lewd wet sound, the human is being dragged to her feet and placed onto the edge of the bed. Her dress being pushed up so it was balled around her waist.

Lena turns her head to look over her shoulder, watching as how Kara had taken a knee in front of Lena’s ass, hooking her long finger over the edge of the ruined black thong and sliding it down over her legs until it joined the floor.

It was the only moment of rest she was given, until Kara’s hand smacked down harshly on Lena’s bubble ass, making the flesh jiggle and Lena’s body rock at the sudden harshness, moaning freely at the rough handling.

Lena’s moan made Kara chuckle again, running her tongue over the side of Lena’s ass, “Do you want my cock in you, Lena? You’re so fucking wet for me. Did sucking my cock make you this wet?”

“Fuck, it did. I love your cock.” Lena moaned out, her head still turned over her shoulder to watch as Kara played with her ass.

Kara’s hand spread Lena’s cheeks open, sending her tongue to lick a wet line downwards until she reached her pussy, slurping up the cum that leaked freely from Lena’s twitching pussy, “Such a pretty pussy. Fuck, look at that.”

Kara’s eyes are fixed on the sight of Lena’s hairless pussy. Perfect plump pink lips covered in a thin layer of her own cum, twitching at the lightest of Kara’s touching, as if getting pleasure just from the Kryptonian looking at it. It rumbled the growing hunger in Kara’s stomach, whatever control she might have over her urges disappearing at the human’s pussy.

Lena turned her face away and buried it into the bedding when she felt the tips of Kara’s finger glide through her slick folds, too turned on to be embarrassed about how wet she was, leaking down the inside of her thighs and onto Kara’s hand.

“I bet you’re fucking tight. Those pathetic humans don’t know how to fuck a body like yours,” Kara mumbles out, her voice still heavy with lust, teasing the tip of her finger just into Lena’s pussy, “Answer me, Lena.”

Lena turns her head so she can talk, rolling her hips down on Kara’s finger to get something more , “They don’t! Fuck, Kara, pleaseeee.”

Kara groaned when she slipped another finger into Lena’s pussy, trying to ignore the beating of her cock as she stroked and played with Lena’s pussy, “I’m a El. A Pureblood Kryptonian. Why would I fuck your pathetic human pussy?”

The human can’t focus with Kara’s fingers slowly moving in and out of her pussy, far thicker than her own but she still feels empty, longing to be filled to the brim with Kara’s cock, “It would feel so good, Kara. So tight for your majestic cock.”

Kara chuckled again, “Majestic, eh? Is that what you think of me?”

“Fuck, yes. Your majestic fat cock spreading my pussy so wide that it can only fit your cock.” Lena whispered again until a sharp moan shot up from Kara’s thumb brushing over her swollen clit.

Ego filled in Kara’s stomach, her cock twitching from in between her legs; to claim Lena. She was an El, she was royalty on Krypton. And she wanted Lena Luthor’s pussy wrapped around her cock whenever either of them pleased to have it.

Kara smacks Lena’s ass again and tears her fingers away, standing up behind Lena as she uses her impressive strength to flip Lena over, forcing the human on her back and resting her cock over her naval, each thick inch of the foot long cock pulsing to be inside of the human.

The Kryptonian cum was drying on Lena’s skin but now facing Kara again, she plays with what is left, picking up what she can on the tips of her finger before plunging them into her pussy, fucking herself as Kara watched, “Your cum feels so good inside of me.”

It’s too much for Kara to take, she tears away Lena’s hand and pins it to the side, using her other hand to grasp her cock and angle her head right in front of the human’s pussy lips. Lena moans at the feel of the heavy heat pressed to her too small pussy. The massive cock making the human’s pussy look so small underneath it.

Lena leans up the smallest bit to have a better look as Kara slowly pressed her head through the tight opening. The Luthor leans back into the bed with a harsh moan escaping from her lips as the far too thick Kryptonian head is shoved into her warm tight pussy.

Every single inch of Kara’s thick muscles flex as her cock enters Lena’s pussy. Forcing herself to go slow, afraid that she would hurt Lena far too much if she shoved every single inch of her cock inside of her. No matter how appealing that sounded.

“So, fucking, tight!” Kara growls out, finally forcing her cockhead inside of Lena, surrounding it with the tight human walls that were being torn apart by the Kryptonian’s angry cock. Kara’s hands reach forward to grasp around Lena’s waist, giving herself something to hang onto.

Blue eyes stare down at where their body connects, watching how her wide cock spreads Lena’s pussy so rightfully to fit her cock like a glove. Getting a thrill of pleasure as she watched Lena shiver with pleasure and moans from below her.

“So, fucking big. Fuck!” Lena nearly screams into the air of the bedroom, every inch slowly being shoved inside of her, forced to feel how her pussy is ruined for anyone else besides for her Kryptonian lover. Each inch filling her like nothing she had ever experienced before, shoving every square inch of her pussy with such delicious cock.

Lena wishes it was over, she wishes Kara would shove her cock all the way in but deep down, this slow insertion brings Lena closer and closer to her climax. She’s forced to feel how she’s domainted fully by Kara, how her pussy is fucked by the Goddess standing above her.

The human purrs into the room when the blunt edge of Kara’s cock rams into her cervix, her entire pussy filled the to the brim by Kryptonian cock, “Soooo….full.”

Kara moves her hands away from Lena’s hips and lets them hang on the sides of her body, allowing herself to see her cock crammed to the base inside of Lena’s warm and tight pussy. The walls still sucking her in, her head crashing into her cervix.

The Kryptonian slowly backs her hips out until only her thick head is left inside, before suddenly spearing her hips forward, bashing her cockhead into Lena’s cervix again, far harsher this time with a grin plastered on her lips.

Lena’s entire body rocks at the voice of the savage thrust, her pussy tightening around Kara;s cock and drenching it in cum as she hits her first climax. Unable to form a sentence with moans spilling free, legs spazzing from the brutal climax.

Kara’s hands go back to wrap around Lena’s hips, rocking her body back and forth, fucking Lena through her climax as if it didn’t matter. Her back is tense, focusing hard on shoving her cock in and out of Lena’s body, the human’s walls refusing to bulge from around her cock, sucking her dry, “You’re so fucking tight, Lena. I.can’t.have.that.happen.if.you’re.mine!”

Each new word brought another brutal thrust, smashing into Lena’s cervix with purposeful savage moves, fucking the human woman silly below her.

Lena’s mouth opens wide, her tongue flopping out as she’s fucked like an animal by Kara, “You’re spreading my pussy! You’re spreading my pussy!”

It’s the only thought that’s able to get passed Lena’s lust filled head. How Kara’s cock is filling her so completely, how her walls are being torn apart by the Pureblood Kryptonian intense fuck. Sex musk rolled of their bodies like magic, filling the air with such an intensity that only drove either of them further into their primal lust.

Kara growls like an animal, her fingers burning into Lena’s hips and leaving red angry marks, “Fucking flithly girl, Lena!”

“Yes! Yes! I am! Fuck my pussy, Kara! Harder!” Spit flies freely from Lena’s mouth, her body rocking from underneath Kara’s hard body as the Kryptonian claims her.

Kara takes it as a challenge, fucking herself in and out of Lena’s pussy with a great deal of strength, sending her head smashing into Lena’s cervix with each new roll of her hips. Precum leaking in wild spurts and mixing with Lena’s own cum, making the lewd sound of their fucking fill the air.

It only turns Lena on more, knowing that anyone that walked past Kara’s room to see where the Captain had gone would hear them like this. Hear her screaming Kara’s name as the Kryptonian fucked the human ambassador like a common whore.

Kara could hear that voice whispering in her ear, telling her to dump her cum into Lena’s womb, to paint the human’s pussy white and make her her’s. It becomes louder and louder in her ear as each thrust brought her closer and closer to her climax. Blue eyes taking in Lena as she was fucked by her, pale skin flushed red and drenched in her now dried cum.

She could remember the lessons from her childhood, talking about this. No doubt a part of Jor’s master plan but Kara found herself unable to stop, unable to pull away from Lena. Fucking the human into the bed with such strength that Lena was cumming again around her cock.

Anyone walking outside would hear it, leaving no doubt in anyone’s mind that she had settled her claim on Lena. It was a thought that brought such a feeling of satisfaction that Kara’s sex driven head couldn’t wrap itself around it.

Feeling her climax approaching, Kara tears her cock from Lena’s pussy and strokes herself. Watching at how Lena rubs her clit furiously with one hand and uses the other to gently stroke Kara’s balls, “Drench me in your cum, Kara. Give me your Kryptonian cum. Let everyone smell you on me .”

It’s far too much to take, Kara groans loudly, her balls bursting and sent cum flying over Lena’s freshly fucked body. From her face, to her chest and over her stomach, the Kryptonian drenches the human’s body in surge of thick sweet tasting cum, leaving her covered in the musky smelling mixture.

Kara keeps stroking herself, watching how Lena’s hands rub the cum into her skin, washing it across her body, playing with it as the Kryptonian finally finished, leaning forward with a loud heave of her chest, breathing hard to find her breath again.

Her eyes took in what she made Lena into. The blue dress still bunched around Lena’s stomach, now with large white cum stains. Her flushed pale skin is painted in wild spurts of her cum, reaching all the way up to her reddish brown hair.

Lena wipes the cum free from the lenses of her glasses and sucks it into her mouth, swallowing the mixture before whispering out, “I should be a filthy bad girl around you more often, Captain .”

Kara leans over to press her lips to Lena’s lips, her cock coming back to life again, “I think she needs to take a shower.”

“I think she needs help getting out of the bed.” Lena teased back, wrapping her long legs around Kara’s back and her arms behind her neck, allowing Kara to effortlessly pick her up.