Please don’t feel discouraged because of the guy on your post, they’ve been a notable issue in vore spaces on Tumblr recently. They have tons of alt accounts to block evade people, and have been using them to leave odd comments and claim users are from Eka’s (for some reason).
I’ve been dealing with them for several months now, so I’m so sorry that you’ve had a run-in with them as well!
Thank you!
I really have a hard time noticing the trolls here, it's very nice to get advices, good luck for dealing with them!
I’m happy to report that I’m here to give you the goods. Excerpt below and writing playlist at the end! AO3
*they’re sitting next to each other in a hot tub (strong start, I know)
“You know, I haven’t been drinking. And I know how not to make a mess.” Her eyes settled on Lena’s lips before dragging slowly back up to her eyes.
Lena swallowed hard. “Sure. What of it?”
Kara faltered, shrugged. “What do you think?”
And fuck, she felt like she might die if they didn’t. It was exhausting, how heavy this air between her and Kara had grown over the last couple of months.
She thought of Jack—hook up and see how it is.
Now, that would be reckless.
But a kiss? For a holiday tradition?
Maybe they’d kiss and there’d be nothing, no desperate pull to go further.
Or maybe Kara really was all talk, a bad kisser incapable of rehabilitation.
Did it seem likely? Absolutely not. Did she still hope it was true? Absolutely yes. There had to be some loophole to get out of these feelings, something she was missing.
“For the occasion?” Lena asked.
Kara grinned, let her tan thigh fall against Lena’s. “For the occasion. Could be fun?”
“Could be fun,” Lena heard herself agreeing, a little light-headed.
Kara bit her lip, eyes flicking down to Lena’s. “Wish that countdown had already started.”
That brought Lena back to herself a bit, smirking. “You’re always so eager.”
Lena felt Kara’s arm curl around her, Kara’s thumb stroking her shoulder. She leaned into the contact before she could stop herself, and Kara’s grin returned, more assured than ever. “Is that a problem?”
She wanted to play. Okay.
Lena leaned in, satisfied to see Kara’s eyes widen before they closed. She stopped, pressing a hand to Kara’s chest to keep her from closing the distance. Kara opened her eyes, eyebrows drawing together, clearly confused. “Where’s the tease?” she whispered in Kara’s face. “Where’s the suspense?”
Kara’s jaw worked, and it was gratifyingly clear how affected she was. But then something solidified in her expression. “That comes later,” she said, her voice husky.
Fuck.
“What time is it?” Lena asked.
Kara raised her eyebrows. “Who’s eager now?” But she didn’t seem completely immune either, reaching behind Lena for her phone. “11:55.”
“What are we supposed to do for five minutes?”
Fuck, that was out loud. Get a grip.
Kara set her phone down, leaning closer. “I can-.”
“-think of a few things?” But that wasn’t a rebuttal at all, only told Kara that they were on exactly the same page.
“Yeah,” Kara said, easy. “I can.”
What were the limits of “kiss” exactly? Where did “kiss” end and…other things…begin? And did such distinctions really matter? Lena was certainly finding it harder and harder to care, pressing her thighs together as more heat gathered between her legs.
She squeezed her eyes shut. “Okay. I want to be clear. I’m not interested in something…more…with anyone right now. Just so there’s no confusion. Is that okay with you?”
She couldn’t make herself open her eyes. It was so quiet.
But then there was the sound of water moving, and a warm hand settled on her jaw. “If it’s a one-time kiss, I don’t really want to waste time. Is that okay with you?”
Lena opened her eyes, and Kara was right there. “Yes,” she exhaled.
Kara nodded, steady blue eyes roving over Lena’s face. There was something different in the way she touched Lena now, hardly eager at all. Her free hand drifted down into the water, brushing lightly against Lena’s waist before settling there, applying gentle pressure. Heat curled in Lena’s stomach. Kara continued to stare at her, and it was really pretty unfair, how beautiful Kara was from this close. The lights from the water below danced over her face, made her dark and light and sharp and soft all at once.
For not wanting to waste time, Kara was holding here for an awfully long beat; it had to be at least a minute now, felt like longer.
“Hi,” she finally whispered, her thumb brushing over Lena’s cheek.
Lena felt herself leaning into Kara’s touch. It wouldn’t be so bad, to stay here, just like this.
“Hey,” Lena whispered back. She arched an eyebrow. “I thought you didn’t want to waste time.”
And Kara smiled again, unbearably fond, perfectly herself. “It’s not wasting time if I’m looking at you.”
She was still registering that when Kara moved in, and it hit her at about the same time Kara’s lips did.
With startling immediacy, she knew she’d made a mistake.
Kara kissed like she was trying to tell Lena something, pressing close and then lingering, pulling away so their lips were just touching and then coming right back in again, slow and deliberate and so clearly savoring Lena.
And fuck if she didn’t find herself kissing back at exactly the same pace, with exactly the same degree of intention. It was a mistake, but she couldn’t help that now, couldn’t stop this.
Couldn’t stop accelerating it either, it seemed, but all she needed was to be a bit closer. She turned, folding into Kara, and draped her legs over Kara’s lap. Her arms slotted neatly around Kara’s neck and she drew Kara’s head down, deliciously closer, closer, deepening the kiss.
Kara took advantage of the new angle in just the way Lena had hoped, even without direction. She squeezed Lena’s waist one last time, and then both of her hands were moving, skimming feather-light, teasing over Lena’s skin. Her arms wrapped around Lena, took on some of her weight, cradling her. Whatever thoughts Lena had blipped away, and it had to be instinctual, how quickly she relaxed into Kara’s arms.
There was something so simple, so easy, so obvious about being held by Kara.
Kara sighed into the kiss, all contentment.
That was for her.
She felt herself melting, a distressing tenderness hollowing her out.
Kara leaned down to press their chests together, and beyond her immediate thought—boobs—Lena could suddenly feel Kara’s heartbeat, quick and wild.
Maybe it hadn’t been a mistake, maybe all of the pain to come was worth just this single moment. All the bad was ahead. For now, in Kara’s arms, with the subtle sweet taste of her hot mouth, the soft, insistent pressure of her lips, the light, soothing trail of her fingertips up and down Lena’s back…well, nothing bad could happen here.
She completely lost the ability to think then, knew only that Kara felt good and warm and solid and safe. The pulse of need fogged even this fragmented knowledge, feelings boiled down to urges. It was consuming, this want to fill herself up with Kara—to breathe her in and let Kara’s warm touches sink into her heart. To take everything Kara would give.
Closer. Her hips should be closer. She tried, failed, to get her footing, her legs still draped over Kara’s lap. Whining into Kara’s open mouth, she arched her back, pressing their chests together more insistently. Kara shuddered down into her, and Lena’s chest felt molten, every sensation flowing leisurely, volcanically down between her legs.
Kara pulled back, and the warmth—regrettably—went with her. Her fingertips trailed down Lena’s side, stopping at the bottom band of her bikini top.
“Lena,” she sighed, a plea, and if there had been any part of Lena capable of stopping this, there wasn’t anymore.
She tightened her arms around Kara’s neck. “Yes.”
Kara kissed her again, and it felt like she was back trying to tell Lena something, fiercer this time, louder. But it was hard to focus on that when Kara’s big hand was moving onto her chest, spanning out and brushing over fabric and skin. Kara thumbed her nipple, and the jolt of arousal made Lena’s toes curl.
“Oh.” The noise was involuntary, shaking out of her and onto Kara’s lips.
There was more pressure, more heat suddenly, Kara tensing and falling into her with a groan.
Lena didn’t move, didn’t breathe, stayed pressed close and waited to see what would happen next.
Because it did feel like something could happen, maybe inevitably would happen, the air thicker than ever. There wasn’t much she could do to resist, all defenseless desire.
But Kara pulled back then, squeezed Lena’s breast lightly before stroking back across her chest. Her lips began to move lazily, almost messily against Lena’s, ramping down, giving every impression of being sated even though they’d hardly started. Lena felt herself settling too, the heat of her desire starting to cool, distilling into the deeper, more dangerous ways she wanted Kara. It was already heavy, this ending.
After another caress, Kara rested her hand over Lena’s heart. She pushed the kiss deeper, fuller, licking into Lena’s mouth. Lena felt her heart stutter, couldn’t breathe when Kara hummed in response. Against Lena’s sternum, Kara’s finger started to tap out the rhythm of her heartbeat. It felt like the gentlest confrontation—I know you.
Kara broke the kiss, pressing her forehead to Lena’s. She was breathing hard, releasing steadying exhales into Lena’s face, and Lena kept her eyes closed, still sitting in Kara’s warmth. It didn’t have to be over just yet. Her heart was still pounding in her chest, after all. She still wanted to taste more of Kara, to run her hands over Kara’s body, to feel what else Kara could do besides kiss her brain quiet.
“Happy New Year,” Kara whispered, and then she moved away slightly, sitting up and taking her hand off of Lena’s chest.
Dazed, Lena opened her eyes. Was it all about to crumble?
Kara smiled at her, soft. “Hi.”
It was like she was saying we’re okay.
Because they were, somehow.
“Hey,” Lena whispered back, and it was easy, natural. Fireworks flashed overhead, drawing her eyes upward. “Happy New Year.”
She didn’t think, just sat up a bit and leaned back into Kara’s shoulder. Her forehead rested against Kara’s neck.
Kara didn’t move away, instead nestled closer to her.
And they were okay.
“How long have the fireworks been going?” Lena asked, watching how the colors reflected in the water.
“A long time, I think.”
“They’re nice.”
Kara took a deep breath, and Lena felt herself rising with the swell of her chest. “Yeah. They really are.”
*Because what’s some making out and fondling between friends?
Writing playlist for this chapter:
The Sweet Escape by Gwen Stefani + Akon
dog cuddles by dad sports
YES MOM by Tessa Violet (Kara’s Instagram vibes)
Beating Hearts by Paige + Nikki Era
Home by Daughter (Lena angst POV for the next few chapters)
Heat Waves by Glass Animals (Kara POV, getting a bit less useless)
Whisps are the bottom of the foodchain in Exsus. They’re scraps of energy that would crumble against your hand like wet tissue paper. (My lovely girlfriend @eggg-salad Is helping with a lot of the whisp designs!)
