Planning a date would have been easier if Kara had ever been on one before. She knew the basics from her friends and television, but most of her ideas lacked the personal touch she was after.
They decided on Sunday because of Lena's schedule, and since then Kara had done nothing but research options. She was still in rut, and her hormones were absolutely no help when it came to romantic gestures. All of her thoughts narrowed to sex, and without suppressors, Kara feared that wouldn't change.
She tried every home remedy she found online — from drinking awful concoctions of apple cider vinegar and tomato juice to icing her knot base every twenty minutes until she was sure she would get frostbite.
Just texting Lena gave her a hard-on and made her mind drift to sexual activities. Even scrolling through restaurant listings didn't curb her libido one bit. Kara caught herself wondering how sturdy the tables were at a nice French Bistro not far from campus before she snapped herself out of it.
The more she researched, the more she hated the choices. Every establishment looked the same, with dark woods and fancy tablecloths and wine lists that she couldn't pronounce. None of places stood out from the rest, and that distressed her more than any problem with her biology.
"No this isn't right. It needs to be special. Not cliché. What would Lena enjoy about any of these places?"
Kara flicked through Lena's TikTok and Instagram and realized that a restaurant wasn't the right route at all.
Instead of fancy new buildings, Kara started to look up older architecture that would appeal to Lena's gothic tastes. Going with her gut instincts could be risky, and Kara tried to ignore the side of her brain that worried about picking the right location in the hopes of getting Lena naked.
Kara took note of the old abandoned church on the outskirts of town and the rose garden that had overgrown the back of the property. The forest nearby would create a secluded and spooky ambience, and Kara hoped they would be able to see the stars.
She spent Sunday afternoon hitting up every French store and bakery she could find and bought flaky almond croissants, delicious looking éclairs, and rustic sourdough baguettes among a few other treats. They would pair with the selection of French cheeses, figs, grapes, apples and olives she bought. Next on her list was waver thin meats, some smoked and others dry cured and vibrantly pink. She spent a small fortune on a bottle of wine that a lot of omegas were raving about online.
Picking Lena up with a picnic basket sounded romantic in Kara's head until it came to fitting her items into a wicker basket. The baguettes stuck out of the top, and the wine glasses clinked against the bottle of wine.
Kara secured it all with her belt and hoped for the best as she set off to Lena's apartment.
"Kara!" Lena sang out the moment she opened the door. She stopped short of going in for a hug with a raised brow and seductive smirk. "Nice basket. Shouldn't you be wearing a red cloak, or am I Red Riding Hood in this scenario? You certainly ate me up the other night."
Kara would have laughed had her eyes not landed on Lena's tits, barely-contained and voluptuous in leather. "You look much hotter in that than any cape. I'd still eat you up if given the chance."
Lena sank her teeth into her lip and turned off the lights. She stepped out into the hall with an almost shy glance at her feet and let Kara hold her hand. "I plan to give you several chances. You're still in rut, aren't you?"
"For days to come." Kara lamented the rut pheromones that hung around her in a cloud of obvious desperation. "It's exhausting to have all of these urges."
Strolling down the street helped to blow some of her scent away in the breeze, but Kara's pores made up for it.
Lena chuckled as she fell mercy to her out-of-control hormones, and Kara postured by carrying the basket on her shoulder.
The wicker obstacle kept her from ogling Lena too much. It eased the throbbing ache of her groin and allowed her to gain some perspective back.
"It's like all of my other senses have dulled and none of my other needs matter." Kara hauled the basket up a little higher to peek over at her beautiful date. "I just don't know what to do with myself right now."
Lena worried her bottom lip and peered at her through kohl-heavy lashes. "You could always come watch me dance this week. It might do you some good."
Kara didn't know the etiquette she was supposed to follow, but she guessed it would be inappropriate to show up to Lena's strip club after sleeping with her. "I would be your most frequent customer if that wouldn't cause any trouble for you."
She pictured herself sitting in the audience every night and Lena on-stage in nothing but the smallest g-string. All of the possible problems that could arise were shoved to the back of her mind like a bunch of cluttered props.
Lena's boss could take issue with her hanging out at the club. Customers could get angry if Lena gave her any kind of preferential treatment, and Kara didn't want to jeopardize their relationship or make it awkward by paying for services.
"I have a lot of regular customers." Lena pulled her eyebrows inward and glanced down at her polished black nails. "I'm not saying that you have to pay for it, but any time you want to stop by, you're more than welcome."
"You might regret saying that because I could watch you dance all night." Kara wasn't exaggerating, and the bashful glance she gave Lena probably said as much. "You're mesmerizing up there."
Flattery darkened Lena's cheeks and she caught Kara's hand to lace their fingers together. It certainly made their evening stroll all the more romantic.
Kara felt lighter from the contact, and she bravely led them onto the abandoned grounds by the old church to find the perfect spot to lay out the picnic blanket. She chose a location close to the overgrown rose bushes in the hopes that their sweet scent dulled the spice of her rut pheromones.
"Why do I get the impression you picked this place to try and impress me?" Lena pondered with an amused head tilt. She appeared to be fighting a smile, and watched avidly as Kara pulled out a few candles that she lit before lifting out the food.
"Oh, because I totally did. I even gleaned a few facts in case you were interested." Kara grinned despite her dorky behavior and patted the blanket for Lena to join her once she set the items out for her date to help herself. It took some fumbling with a corkscrew, but Kara managed to open the wine and suavely poured Lena a generous helping as she pointed to the old structure beside them. "They built the church in the early eighteen hundreds when the town was small. Some of the stained glass windows are still intact, and the historical society petitioned to keep it standing. It's not quite the local attraction they were counting on, but it's still kind of beautiful and we can see the stars out here."
Lena sampled the bread with cheese and slipped under a thicker blanket that Kara brought along for snuggling. She smiled at the Dragon Ball-Z characters on the plush material and tossed a sidelong glance Kara's way. "I appreciate that you planned something unconventional and a bit more private. It's not what I would have expected from you. No offense. You just seem like the kind of person who follows rules and chooses restaurants based on reviews."
Kara laughed as if that happened to be a ridiculous assumption about her. "Me? Nah. I love nature and little hidden spots like this one."
She caught Lena staring at her through heavy lashes and folded faster than a house of cards. "I mean sure, I also follow rules and check out reviews, but I can be spontaneous and fun, too."
"I found that out the night you came home with me," Lena intoned and pressed her teeth into her lip in obvious flirtation. She slid her hand onto Kara's knee and used her as leverage to pluck up a bunch of grapes attached by the vine, dangling them in temptation for Kara to bite one. "I like that you're sweet and sincere, and that you put in so much effort to make this a memorable first date. I'm enjoying myself already."
The affirmation that she had chosen well helped Kara to relax, and she blushed as she pulled a grape off with her lips. She almost swallowed it whole when Lena did the same, her tongue flicking out to catch the sweet fruit before she tugged it free to chew.
Flutters of attraction resulted in the blanket lifting subtly by Kara's thigh and she hoped that Lena didn't notice. "Yeah, me too. Best date I've ever been on. Technically, it's the only date I've been on, but even if it wasn't I'd feel the same."
Kara's anxiety had her running her mouth, and when she realized her slip up it was too late.
Lena paused mid sip and almost sloshed the wine as she swung her hand towards Kara. "Hold on, are you serious? This is your first date?" The surprise in her voice dropped an octave as her eyes lidded and she smirked at Kara a little deviously. "So, I'm just taking all of your virginities. Is there anything else that I've missed?"
"I've definitely never made out in the middle of nowhere at night with a beautiful goth." It was bold of Kara to not only posture, but to lean in with all the misguided confidence from her rut hormones. She hoped she came across as suave and charming, and not as nervous as she felt when she puckered up for a kiss that Lena earnestly reciprocated.
Lena opened her mouth, sliding her tongue to meet Kara's in a soft and intrigued flutter of warmth. "What is it about you that makes me just want to drop my panties?"
Kara preened from the compliment and the heat of attraction between them that could have set fire to the tinder scattered around the forest floor.
She didn't bother to wager a guess about why Lena liked her – not that she should have been answering rhetorical questions. It boggled her mind that she finally found an omega who wanted to be around her.
"It's going to be your responsibility to heat me up if I begin to feel too cold." Lena fussed with the zip on her top and released her tits from the tight leather. She glanced around at the gloaming light of dusk and the scenic church behind a curtain of ivy.
Sprinkles of stars filled the bluish sky above, and Lena stood up to take off her shoes, pants and panties. She grinned like the moon, naked and gorgeous and proud of how Kara gaped up at her. Glistening slick formed between her pussy lips and she casually rubbed herself to bring Kara's attention southward.
"Let's make a deal," Lena proposed and thumbed at the shiny little barbells that pierced through her nipples. "If you promise to be here for me, and you always remain your sweet lovely self, then you can fuck me silly whenever you want."
Kara picked up on the smallest bit of sadness in Lena's doe eyes and flirty pout. She agreed to the terms of the deal more because of that than for any personal benefits she would get out of it. "Of course I'll be here for you, Lena. Gosh, that sounds like the greatest deal I could ever make."
Lena smiled wider and knelt in front of Kara to slide her belt buckle open and get her pants down. She moved her hair off to one side before positioning her lips above Kara's swollen and stiffening cock.
As the first breath tingled over her lap, Kara slipped a hand under Lena's chin to stall her. "Wait. Let's make another deal. I know we've only known each other for a few days, but I really like you, Lena. And not just because you're beautiful. You're funny, and smart, and kind and I want to get to know you. I probably shouldn't ask this on our first date, but would you be my girlfriend?"
It took a foolhardy amount of courage to ask like that and Kara was sure she did it all wrong. The situation reminded her of the first time she asked an omega to be her girlfriend in middle school. She came right out and said it in the lunch room while holding out an orange hostess cupcake. Never in her life would she forget that incident or how an upperclassman snatched the dessert and smashed it into her back. Most of her attempts to impress omegas had gone equally awry and that was a big reason Kara bulked up her arms so she could defend herself.
Lena pulled her eyebrows together in a perplexed and questioning silence that ended with a breathless laugh of confusion. "Kara, are you sure you understand what you're asking here? I'm not exactly the type of girl you bring over for family dinners. Most people form fast opinions of who I am because I dance for a living. They conflate it with porn. There's a chance some of your friends have already seen me naked."
"I'm in a dorm with communal showers. They've probably seen me naked, too." Kara snorted and peered down at Lena for a long and serious moment. "I'm not ashamed of what you do, and I'm not one of those hot-headed alphas who will make trouble or get jealous because you're doing whatever it takes to pay your bills."
"Tuition, actually." Lena still looked taken aback by Kara's insistence, but it influenced her to be honest and vulnerable about her situation.
"See? That's incredible! What's sexier than graduating without debt?"
"You're a goofball," Lena laughed, though her smile faded and her eyes dimmed imperceptibly. "I really like you, too, but the football team regularly comes to the club, Kara. A lot of people at our college know I'm a stripper. It might not bother you now, but if they start to tease you–"
"Lena, take a look at the blanket we were under." Kara unabashedly lifted it to show off the anime characters and raised her brows. "I'm friends with the science nerds and the mathletes. Trust me, I can handle it if anyone wants to acknowledge that I have a hot girlfriend."
Lena's smile looked watery and her lip quivered before she managed to conceal it with a grin. "You're unlike any alpha I've ever known and I couldn't be happier."
"Is that a yes?" Kara's excitement was viscous and obvious as it dripped down her dick and Lena's hand tightened on the base.
Lena chose to answer by wrapping her painted lips around the wide brim of Kara's cock to take it into her throat as deep as she could on the first try. She moaned in affirmation as she held Kara's eye and lapped at the broad veins that throbbed along Kara's thick shaft.
The strong, wet pull of Lena's mouth raised Kara's pelvis and her blood pressure. She didn't mean to moan quite so loudly, but Lena seemed to like it. She went even harder on Kara, the smack of her lips interspersed with her own salacious sounds that encouraged Kara's hips to rock upward.
"Gosh, you're too good at that. Even out of rut, I wouldn't be able to last long with the way you suck on my tip."
Lena had a knack for sliding her lips over the massive glans to dole out pleasure. Her tongue visited the dripping groove at the top, then curled around the large bell-shape to suck. She opened her mouth to let Kara see the translucent glaze she was going to swallow.
"I have a confession to make. I've been touching my pussy every night since you came over. I wanted to show you, but I felt a little shy about texting."
Lena retrieved her phone to scroll through an entire reel of her body — her barbell-pierced red nipples and the private place between her thighs. Her smooth cunt looked scarlet-pink and her clit a little more swollen and beautiful.
Kara sounded as winded as if she just finished a five-mile run after swiping through all of the pictures. "Oh.Lena. Wow. You can send me photos whenever you want."
"Would it turn you on if I did that every day? I keep getting off work and taking selfies in the back room because I've been thinking about you while dancing." Lena pumped Kara's cock into her cheek and slurped on the blue-violet tip, which twitched and strained in the beginnings of release.
Kara could handle the sensations alone, but not any of Lena's talk about stripping and sexy photos. She bucked, holding off as long as she could until she orgasmed in a glorious eruption. The first jolt caused her to groan and the rest of it came shooting out of her all in a rush.
Lena closed her mouth around the tip and hollowed her cheeks to sharp contours. The flick of her tongue coaxed out an excess of seed that she swallowed without stopping for breath.
"Oh—send them, send everything," Kara rambled, too overcome with pleasure to care how she sounded. She finally had a girlfriend, and it blew her mind that Lena wanted to send her nudes.
Evidently that was the right answer because Lena smirked around her cock and gulped to slot Kara into the back of her throat.
Kara's vision blurred as her eyes tried to roll from the slow and thorough sensation of submerging in Lena's tight, constricting heat.
She could feel the tingling of a knot trying to form, and it would have been embarrassing if Lena wasn't stroking her base.
"Are you trying to wear me out already?" Kara gasped, unable to still the perpetual motion of her hips.
She combed her fingers through Lena's dark hair so that it wouldn't end up messy and went speechless at the sight of her girlfriend giving her head. Lena wasn't just gorgeous — she was exceptionally skilled and wicked enough to show off.
The languid slurps became gradual tongue lashings and Lena maintained eye contact through every wet kiss she bestowed to Kara's cock. "I'm just trying to be a good girlfriend by helping you through your rut. Don't you want me to suck you off? You're so hard I figured you needed to come in my mouth again."
It was Lena's smile that did Kara in—the devious smirk that curled Lena's tongue against the sensitive ripples just below her helmet. There was no way to stop the jerk of her cock or the hot fountain of seed that shot into the air so close to Lena's face that some landed on her cheek and lips.
Kara growled as it happened and knew her alpha was trying to break free. Lena tamed it by pushing her pouty lips over Kara's tip to catch the rest in her mouth.
It felt divine and Kara's fingers tightened in Lena's hair to pull her up the second her orgasm
subsided.
Their kisses were voracious, and Kara trailed them across Lena's jaw and down to her elegant neck. It took minimal effort to press Lena onto the blanket, and Kara groaned as she palmed her perfect tits. "I've hoped this would happen again every night since we met. You're so beautiful, Lena."
The well-documented beauty of her cunt didn't compare to looking at it in-person. Kara rubbed her tip over the soft partition between her pussy lips and Lena reclined on the blanket.
Lena opened her bag to grab a container of mints and pulled it away as Kara tried to take one. "These aren't for you, silly. Omegas only."
Kara realized the candy-shaped tablets were birth control pills. The label on the side of the container had Lena's name printed on it and the date after their first time. Her cock pulsed from the mere implication that they wouldn't be making use of any of the condoms she brought along as a precaution.
"I can still wear protection if you want." Kara dug around in her stuff and came up short.
She wasted a number of condoms stroking herself that week, and all that she had left was a too-tight brand that didn't fit her knot. So far popping a knot turned out to be a troublesome experience, with the exception of the one time she knotted with Lena.
"I wouldn't have a prescription for these if I wanted that." Lena raised a sculpted eyebrow and caught her lip between her teeth. The pretty flutter of her lashes beckoned Kara closer and she aided Kara by taking hold of her cock. "Taking you bare might be my new obsession. I never thought I would allow an alpha inside me. Definitely not without protection. You're quite the exception in every sense of the word."
Being guided by Lena was an altogether erotic experience, and Kara was lucky she didn't come from it. The intimacy of staring into Lena's eyes while she felt the first scorching quiver envelop her broad tip was just as amazing as the first time.
Her jaw went slack around a moan, and the eager tug of Lena's fingers trying to get her deeper snapped her pelvis forward.
The sudden plunge toppled Kara forward and Lena whined up at her with parted, red lips that glistened in the moonlight.
"Can you feel how wet I am, Kara?" Lena coiled her arms over Kara's shoulders and slid her hands down to squeeze her backside. The move encouraged Kara to get base deep, and they found a pleasurable way of synchronizing that glazed their eyes from pleasure. "I don't think I could have sat in a restaurant without suggesting we hook up in the bathroom or the alley outside in between courses."
"My biggest fear was that I'd ruin our date with my rut, but hearing you say that is giving me ideas for our next one."
Kara took indulgent strokes to make Lena's tits bounce and found herself enthralled by the piercings in her nipples. She looped her tongue around the metal balls, heating them up with her breath before finally tugging with her lips.
Lena shuddered from the stimulation and arched upwards for Kara to play with her
nipples. The sensitive peaks darkened and plumped with Kara's suctioning force, and she found that any time she caught the barbell with her teeth to tug, Lena's cunt went into spasm.
"It gets you so hot when I toy with these. What if I touched your clit at the same time?" It was mostly rhetorical because Kara already knew how Lena would writhe from the stimulation.
Lena's little raspy cries were airy and addictive, and it turned Kara on to see the flush of arousal on Lena's cheeks. She rocked forward to take her harder, sheathing herself base deep with every thrust.
Lena slid one hand between them and spread her labia with two fingers to give Kara clear access to the ruby pearl that needed all of her attention. "I might just gush all over your thick cock."
"I would love to feel that. Get me nice and wet, Lena." Kara manipulated the pulsing little bead with her fingertip and rubbed into it mid-thrust. She judged the best ways to touch Lena based on the hitch of her breath.
Each roll of their hips delivered them to another plane of excitement and pleasure. Kara developed a skill for sliding into Lena's g-spot. She discovered that if she raised the omega's legs off the blanket, she could strike into it with targeted accuracy.
Lena's snug heat began to constrict around her cock. They were sexually in tune and grinding into each other to enhance the pay-off at the end.
"Kara, you're thrusting so deep. Oh, like that, please stretch my pussy." Lena contorted underneath her and positioned her legs higher.
One of the benefits of Lena being an exotic dancer was how flexible she could be in those situations, and Kara loved it.
With her knees bent and her hands clutching at her own ankles, Lena was fully on display for Kara. She watched with pride and fascination as the hefty girth of her shaft opened Lena's slick velvet and rubbed her to an intimate and glossy rouge.
"You're taking so much of me. I can't believe I fit." Kara passed her thumb across Lena's clit faster and nuzzled into her tits to kiss and lick at her nipples. She wouldn't be able to control herself for much longer, not with the way Lena clenched so powerfully.
Lena whimpered at the increased force behind Kara's lunges and let her head fall back as she heaved out raspy sounds of gratification. She let go of one ankle to pinch at her nipple, and draped her leg over Kara's broad shoulder. "Fuck me so hard that I forget everything except for your name."
The salacious request coupled with the way Lena brought Kara's hand to her throat provoked Kara's alpha to the surface.
All of her tenderness took a back seat as instinct took over to provide Lena with what she craved. Kara was careful with her grip, though she pumped into her at a faster speed that soaked the blanket underneath them. Grapes and crackers scattered with the wild way they rutted.
Lena twisted beneath Kara, her back bowing and her ass lifting to meet every rough buck with enthusiasm. Her whining moans tapered off to grunts that soon became a mantra. "Yes, Kara, yes–"
"Come on my cock, Lena," Kara instructed, so self assured and confident from hearing Lena breathlessly moaning and hungry for sex. She growled without thinking, issuing commands that would stun her upon reflection. "I want to feel how much you enjoy it when I'm deep inside of you."
There was nothing in the world more exhilarating than feeling Lena submit with strong unrelenting contractions that pulled the seed right out of Kara. She groaned in surprise, unable to stop herself from pushing in deeper so Lena took every hot spurt right against her cervix.
Kara couldn't wait to do it again. She pulled out for the satisfaction of seeing Lena's pussy spam and twitch in orgasm and repositioned her onto all fours. "I think I'm going to be this insatiable for you even when I'm out of rut. You look so sexy with my seed dripping from you. I can't believe you're mine."
Lena preened from the raunchy compliments. She tossed a glance over her shoulder so they could look one another in the eye when Kara gripped her by the hips to slam into her from behind.
The deep strokes had Lena whining into her forearm in no time. Kara sank her fingers into Lena's hair by the roots and tugged just hard enough to make Lena's cunt quiver inside.
"You like me vocal, don't you Kara?" Lena's voice was hoarse from her cries and she moaned louder as Kara's knot base began to thicken. "Is that why you brought me out here, so I could be noisy all night long while you railed me?"
"To be honest, I caught myself thinking of mounting you across a restaurant table so I decided it would be safer to be somewhere secluded."
Being called out for it should have suspended Kara's thrusts, except her knot formed and Lena seemed to like the idea of her choosing the location with sex in mind. She felt compelled to quicken her lunges because of the airy whines Lena exhaled and marveled at how close she came to knotting.
"I hope that's not just your rut talking. I like the thought of you being unable to control yourself because of me." Lena left no room for doubt as she backed into Kara's thrusts to grind up against her pelvis.
The sultry undulations were a reminder of the lap dance she had given, and how Kara made a mess of herself without feeling the heat of Lena's pussy. It was all the more effective with her enlarged knot rubbing into Lena's silken labia, so soft and wet with slick.
"It's not just my rut. It's you, Lena. All you." Kara grasped at Lena's hips through a ragged groan and bucked to rub her girth into Lena's clit. She took immense satisfaction from the way Lena dropped her shoulders to the blanket.
Dark lipstick streaked across Lena's forearm, and Kara was sure she caught the omega moaning into it. That made her want to perform and overload Lena with euphoria, and she selfishly realized that she wouldn't have wanted the night to end any differently no matter the date she planned.
Kara hunkered down to press her chest against Lena's back and steadied herself on her elbow. It gave her free rein of Lena's tits, and she tweaked at her nipples, flicking the little barbells to make Lena quake.
She redirected Lena's hand away from her mouth and back between her legs with a throaty growl. "Play with your pussy Lena so I can fill it all up while I play with these."
Lena couldn't form words with the way her jaw tensed and her breath hitched. She struggled to remain on her knees, her thighs trembling and limbs stretching out in uncontrollable bliss. She begged for deeper penetration with each rippled constriction around Kara's shaft and diligently strummed at her clit with two fingertips.
"Good girl, Lena, keep going." Kara encouraged, driven by lust and the need to prove herself as she pinned Lena with a heavy hand on her lower back. She was so into it that she couldn't filter herself, and every filthy thought that ran through her mind ended up passing her lips. "You need to gush if you want this big knot to stretch out your tight pussy. I'm going to flood you with so much seed when it takes. I'll give you everything I have because you deserve it."
"Fuck–" Lena gasped, her fingers gliding over her clit so fast the wet sound of it was louder than her moans. She swayed with every energetic collision of their hips, her speech slurred and voice raw from all of her groaning. "Why is it so hot when you talk dirty to me? It makes me want to do unspeakable things."
The nebulous idea of what that could be aroused Kara to the point of no return. She pounded into Lena's heat and finally forced the bulk of her knot into the sweet constriction. The moment it pushed into place, Lena's cunt went into rapturous spasm and soaked them both in her pleasure. Strong throbs shot up Kara's length and she shook from the high of her release.
They were both sweaty and breathless and unable to move, and as they lay there beneath the blanket of stars, Kara had never felt so at peace.
Eventually, as the feeling returned to her fingers and toes, Kara nuzzled into Lena's throat and covered them from the cool night breeze. Lena still shivered in her arms, though it had nothing to do with the cold. Kara's knot still periodically pulsed, and Lena's cunt squeezed every time she received more of the warm cream.
"I'm not even exhausted but I feel like I can't move yet," Lena laughed, and cozied into Kara with a coquettish glance up at her.
Lena still looked pretty and flushed from all the exertion and Kara leaned in for a kiss. "It's the perfect excuse for me to feed you under the moonlight." She grinned and lifted one of the éclairs for Lena to bite.
She realized how suggestive it was when Lena licked at the cream stuck to her lips.
"When I'm capable of sitting up, I might just let you feed me something else," Lena teased and dipped one of the figs into some honey for Kara.
They stayed cuddled and knotted well into the night, content with the intimacy of hand feeding one another between kisses. It was everything Kara had hoped for their date, and she couldn't wait for the next night when she would see Lena on stage again.