In the days that followed their first date, Lena kept her promise by showing Kara the selfies she took after dancing and whenever she touched herself. The beautiful sight of Lena's glistening pussy helped Kara through two long and sleepless nights, but by the third, her alpha was restless for more.
She didn't plan on heading to Throb when she dragged herself out of her dorm, but that was where she ended up.
Kara kept her eyes on her toes as she shuffled inside the club and stopped short of bumping into Sam, who greeted her with a laugh.
"Ginger ale, you're back!" Sam grinned, taking note of Kara's flustered complexion as she led her through the club and to a table a few feet away from the stage. "Lena won't shut up about you. It's cute. Do you want me to tell her you're here? Her set starts in five minutes."
That was a lot to process, and Kara's brain stuck on the fact that Lena had told her friends they were dating. She felt a goofy grin spread across her face and mindlessly tried to push up a pair of glasses that she hadn't even worn this time. The strange move meant she nearly poked her own eye, and Kara laughed nervously, shaking her head as she took a seat.
"Oh—no that's okay. I don't want to distract her when she's about to dance." Kara sucked in a breath to clear her brain from her horny mental fog and managed another smile for Sam.
"I'll just grab you a drink, then. It's two-fer night. Are you still having soda?" Sam hesitated to run off before getting confirmation.
A few of the other alphas in the club glanced Kara's way as if to judge her, and she eyed the colorful bottles in front of them.
"No, this time I'll have whatever he's having." Kara pointed with the jut of her chin, missing Sam's laugh as someone whistled.
In the packed audience, Kara couldn't tell who made that sound, but it didn't matter when everyone's attention was on the stage as Lena came out from behind a silk curtain.
For the performance, Lena had on a little black skirt and a top with a naked back that was draped in rhinestone chains. Stockings and gloves covered her legs and arms, and her face looked enigmatic and smoky from the palette of darker eye shadows she used.
The pulse of the music dictated her moves from how she lifted her hands to amp the crowd's excitement to how she worked her hips. Lena danced through the flashing lights to the loud noises from the audience, both hollers and growls.
Pheromones boxed Kara in on all sides, some of them politely praising and others much filthier.
Kara whipped her head around more than once to figure out who was giving Lena the negative attention, but all of the scents intermingled into one massive cloud of arousal.
It was her rut that put her on edge, and it took Kara a moment to tone down her emotions so that she didn't wind up behaving like the knotters that would start bar fights over nothing.
It didn't matter that some of the patrons leered at her girlfriend on stage, because none of them would be leaving with her after the set.
That thought comforted Kara, and she relaxed into the seat with a heavy sigh of longing.
Lena swayed her hips and reached out to grasp the metal pole on stage, and Kara sank her teeth into her lip with a quiet groan.
Sam returned with two different colored bottles and sat them down for Kara with an amused glance at her selection. "Here you go, cutie. You might want to take your time with these."
"Thank you." Kara paid with a generous tip and lifted a bottle to take a swig of the fizzy liquid.
It tasted deceptively light and refreshing on her tongue, and she forgot Sam's advice the moment Lena's eyes landed on her.
Everyone else in the club disappeared, and Kara struggled to breathe as Lena undulated against the metal with her feet planted firmly on either side of it. Her platform heels were gothic and sexy, and the tight leather clung all the way up to Lena's knees. She held on with one hand and bent backwards, raising her leg up to hook her ankle around the pole.
The crowd went wild for it.
Kara gulped at her drink as the moisture in her mouth dried up, and she sat forward to rest her elbows on top of her thighs. The fluidity of Lena's movement was like an illusion as she twirled around the pole. She danced against it, and Kara thought she looked weightless and ethereal as she contorted into provocative positions.
Every roll of Lena's pelvis fanned waves of heat through Kara, and her cock stiffened in her pants.
She watched Lena hoist herself up the pole with impressive agility and swing her legs out to flash the thong that her short skirt tried to conceal.
Someone in the audience jeered for Lena to take her clothes off, and Kara backed it up with a growl before she realized what she was doing.
She was ashamed of her urges and how easily she gave in to her alpha, but Lena didn't seem to hold it against her.
Lena sent a smirk Kara's way and toyed with everyone's sanity by unclasping the neck piece of her revealing top.
Loud cheers went up around the club, and Kara took another mouthful of her drink and sat back like she was winded from Lena's performance. She could barely catch her breath when Lena slid one hand across her tits to keep the fabric in place.
Lena sank to her knees and reached out behind herself to spread her palm on the stage. With controlled gyrations, she bounced herself with a gleam in her eyes that said she knew how to work the crowd. She let her top fall away for a brief instant to tantalize everyone with the sight of her pierced nipples, and pouted as she played into all of their fantasies by riding air.
Kara couldn't recall a time in her life when she was as hard as she was right then. Her dick throbbed for stimulation, and she winced as it pressed against her pants. The tented fabric was more than a little obvious even with the dim lighting of the club, and she hoped none of the waitresses noticed.
She finished off her drink as sweat prickled across her forehead and reached for the other one as she stared at her girlfriend.
Lena turned her back to the crowd and flung her shirt through the silk curtain. She swayed and danced while slipping off one of the long gloves, which she used to cover her tits as she faced everyone again.
The raunchy stripping had some alphas hollering for more while others threw bills at Lena like confetti. A few shouted some vulgar things they would like to do to her, and Kara fought the urge to go looking for them.
She managed to shake it off and redirected her gaze onto Lena just in time for her girlfriend to climb the pole with her tits bared. The strobe lights made the barbells through Lena's nipples sparkle, and Kara's mouth hung open with the thought of sucking on them. If she was in a private room, she would have been stroking herself.
Lena spun around the pole, and draped backwards as she locked her knee on the metal to hold herself up. She gyrated so the little black skirt revealed her pale inner thighs before righting herself to loop around the pole with grace. As she slid down it, she cast a smoldering glance across the crowd and bit her lip when she found Kara again.
She dropped down to the stage while the rowdy alphas all chanted for her to remove the
skirt.
Lena played with the audience, caressing over her lithe body and deviating toward the zipper just to carry on down her thighs as she stuck her ass into the air.
It was like she was waiting for something, and Kara realized all too late that it was her approval that Lena wanted.
"Take it off," Kara mouthed, her words thick around a growl that erupted much louder than she intended. "Please take it off, Lena."
There was zero hesitation from Lena after that, and she unzipped her mini skirt just to toss it behind her as strutted across the stage in nothing but her platforms and panties. The sliver of fabric barely covered her pussy lips, and Lena made sure everyone saw that as she returned to the pole and held on as she opened her legs.
The near split was both mesmerizing and sinfully erotic. The sweet fragrance of Lena's omega carried through the heavy musk of the cheering patrons, and she smoothed her hand over the tiny thong before biting her fingertip to rile every alpha in the room.
Kara felt like she was going to pass out and chugged another mouthful of her second drink before she caught sight of the label.
Rock Hard boasted that it was a low alcohol, high intensity performance drink that wouldn't let you down. On further inspection, Kara realized it contained an active ingredient for alphas to feel just as libidinous as they would in rut. It didn't say what it might do to an alpha already in one, though Kara could take an intelligent guess.
The base of her cock ached worse than it had when she first entered rut, and she was pretty sure she was harder than steel. A wet patch already formed where the tip of her dick pushed at her pants, but she was so horny it didn't even matter. Lena was on the prowl, and Kara knew what that meant.
Across the stage, Lena surveyed the enthralled masses and overlooked the jeering, whistling jocks that all patted their laps or made lewd gestures. She stalked off stage and through the crowd to pick a timid looking guy three seats in front of Kara who couldn't seem to believe his luck. She instructed him to keep his hands and everything else to himself, and he nodded obediently before she situated herself above him.
Kara's cock reacted to the phantom sensation of Lena grinding against her lap, and she pitched her hips up with a low groan as they maintained intense eye contact. It felt like the lap dance was meant for her, and every encouraging moan to escape her throat was coordinating Lena's sultry movements.
The alpha had his hands clasped behind the chair, and Kara understood why. Lena's perfect tits were close to his face, and one wrong move would end his privileges and get him banned from entering the place in the future.
Kara rocked her hips in tandem with Lena's and wondered if anyone around them realized what they were doing. She didn't care if they did, because Lena's lips had parted and she looked flushed and delectable as the guy cautiously tucked all the money in his wallet into the slim belt around her waist.
Kara was so into it that she was stunned when Lena's time was over.
The mood inside the club shifted to frustration when Lena didn't pick anyone for a private dance, and the begging scent of alphas permeated the stale, musky air.
A few people got up and left, and others sat back to welcome the next omega onto the stage with growls.
Kara didn't take notice of the new dancer because she was too busy trying to recover from the show.
A text buzzed through to her phone, and she pulled it out to find a series of candid pictures of Lena's pussy – first with the thong still on, then another with the soaked fabric pulled to the side, and the last one with her fingers spreading her labia so Kara could see everything.
At the bottom was a short message from Lena. My place tonight? My shift is over.
Kara sent back YES in all caps and scrambled to stand up.
She didn't think of how it would look to the bouncers at the club if she walked towards the back rooms where the dancers got dressed for the stage.
"Hey buddy, where are you going?" One of the bouncers barked, grabbing her by the shoulder to stop her from reaching the entrance.
"My girlfriend works here," Kara croaked out, backing off from the door and breathing heavily in panic.
"Sure she does," The bouncer snorted and clutched onto his belt with clear skepticism.
It could have devolved into a real conflict if not for Lena popping up in her normal clothes and kissing her on the cheek.
"Kara, thank you for waiting for me." Lena smiled at her as if smitten and took her arm while glancing towards the bouncers to gauge what they thought about her relationship. "Otis, Morgan, I'd like to introduce you to my girlfriend, Kara. You're probably going to see a lot of her at the club because she promised to walk me home several nights a week."
Both of the bouncers appeared to be gobsmacked that Lena would pick Kara of all people to date. Kara inflated to a prouder height and stuck out her shoulders to posture and show off the biceps she worked so hard to earn in the gym.
Lena latched onto one of her big buff arms and dragged her off before either of the bouncers could comment. She headed towards another, lesser-used door and shoved Kara out of it into the street.
"So, what did you think of my performance?" Lena grinned ear to ear and raised her pale face to the moonlight. "I've been working on some new routines."
"Oh, yeah, you were outstanding." Kara couldn't ever hope to move like that or develop the technical skill necessary to sensually swing herself through the air. "How did you even come up with all of those ideas?"
"I took ballet for twelve years, so I know some things about choreography." Lena wove her fingers through Kara's and swung her hand on the stroll back to her apartment. "It's possible you also supplied me with a little bit of inspiration."
Kara vividly recalled Lena's most salacious moves, and her ears burned from the knowledge that her girlfriend was recreating some of their nights together on stage. The eroticism of the acts had captured her attention, along with every other alpha's in the club.
"I didn't want to assume anything, but boy did I react to what you did up there."
She should have realized her comment would drop Lena's gaze onto her crotch, and Kara glanced down at herself when Lena gasped. The stiff girth between her thighs wasn't exactly hidden by her pants when the tight fabric looked ready to tear at the seams. Kara had grown so accustomed to it that she had forgotten how daunting it looked.
"You really did enjoy the show tonight. Doesn't it hurt to be so hard?" Lena's question was far from innocent as she loosened her hand from Kara's to lightly brush up against the thick pole that strained to be freed.
The barest touch had Kara groaning, and Lena retracted her hand in awe to find her fingertips sticky.
"Did you–?"
"No!" Kara blurted, wide eyed and embarrassed for reasons unrelated to coming in her pants this time. "No, I um—I panicked when Sam asked if I wanted soda again and I stupidly said I would have whatever the guy in front of me was drinking. I didn't realize it was Rock Hard until I'd already finished a bottle."
"The alphas that drink that stuff are usually the ones who can't keep it up in the bedroom," Lena chuckled. "You definitely don't have that problem."
"Nope, I have a whole other kind, because I don't think this is going away any time soon. I'm surprised I'm not light headed."
The self-deprecating joke coincided with the excuse to entwine her fingers with Lena's again, and they walked shoulder to shoulder up the steps that led to Lena's apartment.
"I'm sure between the two of us we'll find a way to relieve some of your tension." Lena raised a eyebrow as she slid her key into the lock, and dragged Kara inside once she pushed the door open. She brought Kara straight to her room and eased Kara's belt buckle off the strip of leather with clear expectations. "Why don't you start by taking your pants off so I can have a look at you? You watched me work a pole tonight, so now it's my turn to watch you work yours."
Kara shoved her pants and boxers down her hips and then froze. Her stunned expression must have reflected Lena's because her girlfriend sank onto the bed with her mouth open.
Kara's dick looked massive and the tip was plump and plum colored. All of the veins had risen to the surface and her knot base had partially enlarged without any stimulation. Rivulets of arousal dripped from the sensitive egress, and for a moment Kara gawked at herself in dismay.
"You want me to touch myself?" Kara asked, caught off guard by Lena's suggestion, though she was into it enough to wrap a hand around her girth.
She gave an experimental tug to feel how sensitive and stiff she had become and moaned from the pleasurable sensation.
"I want you to get on the bed beside me and jerk off while you say very filthy things to make me wet." Lena slipped out of her clothes to recline on the mattress naked with her legs spread. She crooked a finger for Kara to follow her and then spread her labia with her fingertips to tease Kara with her pink entrance.
Kara's confidence with dirty talk was correlated to how close she was to coming, but she tried not to think about that as she climbed next to Lena to kneel between her thighs. "Yeah? You want to hear that for the past two nights I've touched myself to the thought of you?"
"You can be more explicit than that," Lena tutted with mock attitude and redirected Kara's attention to where it fully belonged, on the slick apex between her pale thighs. "Look at my pussy, Kara. Don't you want to be inside it?"
"Gosh, so much. I spent over an hour stroking my cock to the pictures you sent me. I even started my day like this as I thought of you."
It came out of her without forethought to how horny she must have sounded, and Kara would have regretted it if her hand wasn't diligently massaging her dick.
All of the dripping arousal made for a fluid glide and she twisted her wrist intermittently to graze the sensitive ridges beneath the helmet. She had never pleasured herself in front of anyone before, and she sped up her wrist action from the visual confirmation that Lena enjoyed it.
"What were you thinking about?" Lena lilted with an inquisitive bat of her heavy lashes. She swirled her fingertip around the heated bud of her clitoris. Every little pass made her clench inside, and she grinned at Kara with narrowed eyes. "Was it my tits, and how you like to suck on my nipples when you're deep inside of me?"
There was something in the way Lena said it that had Kara wondering if she knew that wasn't what crossed her mind.
Kara's private thoughts were purely driven by her alpha and she sped up her hand reflexively thinking of her fantasy.
"No," Kara groaned, red faced and mortified as she pumped her fist over her shaft and stared at Lena's cunt as she forced herself to be honest. "I was thinking of how you let me inside of you without protection. How nothing compares to feeling your tight pussy spasm as I thrust into you harder and harder."
Lena's lips parted with a gasp, and Kara groaned as she imagined rocking forward to push herself into the omega's warm mouth.
She couldn't bring herself to share the filthy thought and about toppled over when Lena dipped two fingers into her cunt.
Creamy slick clung to Lena's fingers as she plunged into herself and Kara growled in excitement as she realized her girlfriend was enacting her fantasy. The rougher Lena went on herself, the more her tits bounced, and Kara couldn't resist reaching out to cup one. She groped with an open palm, spreading her fingers wide to squeeze as much of Lena's tit as she could while tugging at the barbell that decorated Lena's nipple.
"You take it so well, Lena. You let me pound you open, and I know it's a lot for you to take, but God, it's so hot to see you flushed and moaning."
Kara's praise was thick around the sounds of her pleasure, and her hand barely fit around her girth. She concentrated on the first six inches of her dick, rolling her slippery palm over the wide mauve tip as her hips picked up the tempo.
"Raise your legs up, baby," Kara encouraged with rising confidence. "I want to see your beautiful pussy taking your fingers."
She helped Lena settle on her back with her legs lifted. The shift in position had Kara actively stroking her cock towards Lena's bare pussy, and she leaned in to get as close as possible.
"Imagine it's my cock rubbing you deep, Lena. You're all I've wanted for days, and I'm going to come so hard in your pussy."
Lena slipped her feet behind Kara's thighs to bring their bodies into closer alignment while she rubbed her clit at twice the speed. She whimpered as she teased herself to completion, opening her ruby lips as she orgasmed. The satisfaction on her gorgeous face had an instantaneous influence on Kara's cock.
The whole length throbbed, and Kara jerked at it savagely until hot seed pulsed everywhere. Some of it slid down between Lena's pussy lips, and even more splashed at her thighs and navel. The final spurt shot out all over her beautiful, pierced tits. Kara wished she had better control, but she couldn't stop stroking herself through the long release.
"Fuck, you have so much to give me," Lena noted with an inflection of surprise in her voice. She massaged some of the seed into her clit and trembled again from tiny shocks of pleasure.
Kara gaped down at the undulating omega underneath her and couldn't believe her incredible luck. "It's just that you're sexy when you come."
The aphrodisiac of Lena gasping on the bed was making her cock throb more. She loosened her hand around the heavy pole between her thighs and rubbed at the excessively sensitive tip. Lena pivoted upright and pouted right below the wide glans, sticking her tongue out as if waiting for Kara to climax again.
Some hardwired part of her make-up couldn't handle the image of Lena oriented on her knees, panting a little as she played with her nipple jewelry. Lena still wore a choker from her set, which was just a black velvet strip around her neck with a single dangling gem. She already made a tantalizing picture begging for Kara with her tongue out. The moment she placed her lips around the tip of Kara's cock was an out of body experience.
Kara couldn't process the omega's hot slurping around her swollen glans.
"That's — whoa — Lena — you don't have to do that."
Her incoherent babbling seemed to make no difference.
Lena smirked, holding all of the secrets of seduction in the arch of her brow. "Do what, Kara? Suck your dick so I can taste you?"
"Yuh-yeah, that," Kara articulated sloppily and placed her hand on the back of Lena's neck as the omega pumped her mouth over a few more inches.
Lena happened to have full lips, otherwise it would have been difficult to wrap them around Kara's hard-on. The thrilling curl of tongue was a balm to her aching groin.
"Talk to me. Tell me what a good girl I am for giving you incredible head," Lena whispered, her pillowy lips gliding over Kara's helmet while she clasped at her knot-base and pumped Kara's dick into her eager mouth.
The smoky eyeshadow and thick eyeliner gave her a sultry and demanding look, and she grinned like she knew the effect it would have on Kara.
"You're so good, Lena, so-ooh–" Kara's eyes rolled back and her pelvis jerked from the spiral tease of Lena's tongue.
The looping suction pulled Kara deeper into Lena's hot mouth, and she tightened her hand on the roots of Lena's hair. "Oh, please do that again."
Lena didn't.
In fact, she stared up at Kara with a haughty defiance and stroked her faster while she simply held Kara's cock in her mouth.
It took a delayed moment for Kara to realize she hadn't been specific, and that Lena wasn't going to lavish her with attention for being vague.
The horny part of her brain saw it as a challenge, though her alpha saw it as an excuse to take control.
Kara tugged Lena a little closer to slot herself into her expectant mouth and stopped pleading for things.
"I want to feel your tongue loop around me, Lena. Suck me harder."
Kara's assertiveness reaped her instantaneous rewards, and she gaped down at Lena as she dutifully used her tongue to stimulate the sensitive brim of Kara's cock while she hollowed her cheeks.
"Do you like it when I take charge?" Kara groaned, already aware of the answer even before Lena whined in affirmation and rubbed Kara's seed into her tits. It was so hot that Kara's head emptied and instinct took over as she guided more of her shaft into Lena's mouth with every rotation of her hips. "You're so beautiful with your lips stretched around me that I can't wait to fill your mouth. Would you like that, Lena?"
Lena answered by gulping around Kara's girth and moaning. The pucker of her lips tightened around Kara's shaft and she took longer pulls on her cock to try and work the release straight out of Kara.
"I wanted to do this when I was stroking myself," Kara whispered, so drunk on pleasure that she forgot how to censor herself. "Just slide right past your lips and have you finish me off with your mouth."
"You should have done it," Lena insisted, popping her lips off of Kara's tip just to gather the viscous arousal over her tongue. "Just hearing you say it turns me on."
Kara tucked that information away for a later day and succumbed to the blissful warmth of Lena's talented mouth.
Lena lapped right at the spout of Kara's cock, teasing the tip of her tongue into the sensitive little slit to coax the creamy outpouring of seed. It happened so fast that Kara couldn't even warn Lena. Kara's jaw locked around a grunt and she swayed before Lena grabbed her by the hips to force Kara's dick down her throat.
The insistent bobbing coincided with Lena swallowing and all through it they stared in awe at one another. Kara might have floated away if not for Lena tethering her to the bed, and she shuddered as Lena pushed her onto her back to straddle her thighs.
"See how I'm dripping for you?" Lena rasped and parted her glistening labia to show off the nectar that collected at her entrance. "Only you do this to me, Kara. It's like my body knows it belongs to you."
Kara couldn't fully process what Lena had said because her girlfriend sank down onto her still solid girth and began a fast and rough bounce to ride her into the mattress.
The exquisite heat of Lena's cunt was all the better with the way she squeezed Kara's cock, and Kara groaned as she grasped for Lena's hips to buck upward. "God, Lena, the way you move."
"Like I'm hungry for sex?" Lena started to grind so that her pussy rubbed into Kara's lap with every frantically desperate rolling motion.
She sheathed Kara's cock again and again with a glazed look of contentment in her eyes. Her enigmatic smirk could have made the Mona Lisa envious as she placed both of her hands on Kara's shoulders to aid her bouncing.
Kara slipped a hand onto her waist and moaned from the slick enveloping heat that covered her entire swollen length. She put her muscles to use and raised Lena up to pound into her.
The intermittent trading off was passionate and intense, and Kara could feel herself straining from the hot temptation of Lena squeezing her.
All of the hours at the gym finally paid off as Kara simultaneously held Lena up and slammed into her from below. The bed simply couldn't cope with the rigorous momentum. Springs creaked and the mattress rocked from the hard and steady striking of Kara's thighs against Lena's perfectly rounded ass.
Lena's curtain of dark hair dangled and tickled across Kara's knees, and she struggled to articulate anything beyond the primal sounds of sexual satisfaction.
"Uhh-uhh-uhn–"
"That's my good girl. Spread those legs so I can give it to you fast and hard."
Kara loved how compliant Lena was even in the throes of ecstasy, and she gawked at the lustrous sight of her girlfriend's pussy split wide around her cock.
The neighbors would probably file a noise complaint. Kara sensed it as someone battered on the adjoining wall hard enough to rattle the pictures. She made it a point to match their tempo with rougher bucks that slotted her so deep inside Lena that they would both feel it later.
Lena's dulcet cries became higher, airy whines that were punctuated with gasps, and Kara took to growling and grunting when her pleasure battled against exertion.
The burn in her quads and arms was worth it to feel Lena's slick drip down her.
She craned her neck forward to watch herself submerge at a rate so fast it was practically a blur and groaned at the tension of Lena's pussy trying to constrict around the turbulent intrusion.
"Your nipples need attention too, Lena. Touch them the way I would if I could get my hands on them right now." Kara's assertiveness brought them both closer to rapture as Lena squeezed at her glorious tits and plucked at her pierced nipples.
The more Lena played with them, the tighter her pussy became, and the friction of Kara thrusting resulted in a euphoria that had them both seizing up in bliss.
Lena sank even lower onto Kara's massive pole as she contracted in orgasm and Kara's hips drilled upward three more times before she erupted. The powerful jerk of her shaft emptied so much seed into Lena's cunt that it began to spill out and seep into the sheets, and before either of them had caught their breath, Kara pulled out.
She rolled Lena onto her front to mount her from behind as her knot began to form and grasped Lena's ass cheeks to stare down at her pussy. Lena continued to spasm internally, and every pulsing constriction pushed warm cream out of her gaping entrance.
"Gosh, I wish you could see yourself right now. You're so hot, Lena, so beautiful and covered in me." Kara didn't think her mindless rambling would elicit anything beyond turning Lena on, but she was wrong.
Lena stretched her arm out to grasp at her phone on the nightstand and cast a sultry gaze over her shoulder as she handed the device to Kara. "Then show me, Kara. Let me see myself through your eyes."
Kara snapped a few photos as her knot took hold and then settled down to luxuriate in the wet heat that locked around her shaft. She passed the phone to Lena, who flicked through the images and shivered from their close entwinement.
"We look good together," Lena hummed as she returned her phone to the night table. "Stay the night and walk me to class in the morning?"
Apart from having sex, their relationship so far had consisted of a lot of texting and talking. The chance to officialize things and spend the whole night and morning together was new and exciting.
"Can I take you to grab breakfast on the way? I know a place." Kara could think of at least three cafés where she wanted to take Lena.
"Why is that even a question?" Lena smiled adorably and won Kara's heart with her enthusiasm. "Of course I want to go with you."
Kara had no idea where things were leading with Lena, but she had a girlfriend for the first time in her life, and that boggled her mind and made her look forward to each day a little more.
She tucked herself around Lena and thought of all of the good moments they shared so far. She didn't think about how others would react to them as a couple—at least not until the next morning, when it became evident that her place in the world had shifted.