I don't own these characters. DC does.

A/N: So, this is my first trip into this fandom and I'm still feeling out the A/B/O universe. It's quite fun, which is why I decided to do this story. This story got treated by two betas, Kylie and RLynnS, but if you spot any mistakes, those are mine.

Public Service Announcement: this is an A/B/O story with kind of a twist, I guess. There are alphas and omegas here, but there's also alien biology that's not exactly "alien," but there is something alien about it. There is definitely a woman with a penis here, though, so if that's not your thing, don't bother. If you don't mind, I hope you enjoy the story.

Trigger warning: discussion of possible attempted suicide.

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Jumping Off a Cliff

Agent Vasquez had never seen Agent Danvers so worked up. She doubted the heavy bag would survive, but better the heavy bag go than, say, her. She and every seasoned agent in the building knew better than to get near Agent Danvers right now. They all knew this time like clockwork and only an idiot newbie who had no regard for their safety would spar with Agent Danvers. There had been some morons in the past who liked to try to prove themselves at times like this and Agent Danvers never failed to put them on their asses in less than ten seconds, if they were lucky. If she were in particular mood, she might punish them. But, this was worse. Much worse.

Agent Danvers was drenched in sweat to the point where her red sports' bra was a dark crimson and her muscles seemed to glow. She looked ready to drop, panting instead of taking controlled breaths. Her movements, though powerful, were sluggish. Her stance was solid, but there was a wobble in her gait, which somehow seemed exaggerated in her black jogger sweatpants.

Vasquez was there because some agents who wanted to use the gym had gone in and seen Agent Danvers there over an hour ago. They waited, wise enough to not go in, lest she challenge them to the mats and get become infuriated with them when or if they declined. It was one thing to deal with an upset or frustrated Agent Danvers. It was an entirely different, frightening matter to deal with her like this. So, the agents went to get Vasquez, hoping she could talk Agent Danvers down. Looking at the agent now, Vasquez doubted Agent Danvers would or could hear a word she said.

Now, she tried to figure out a plan. But, she did not have to. After watching for a few minutes, Agent Danvers dropped to the mat, like a fallen tree. She must have been in the gym even longer than when the agents found her. Vasquez had definitely never seen Alex this bad and it got worse before she even stepped into the fighting area of the gym to check.

"Shit," Vasquez muttered as Alex's hips shifted and ground partially against the floor, even though she was laid out on the mat. She rushed into the sparring space to collect the senior agent before someone else saw her. It was one thing to know what this time of the year meant, but it was another thing for agents to see the toughest among them grinding it out.

A groan escaped her as Vasquez got to Alex's side. She expected the smell to be powerful, but she did not expect it to hit her so hard. Coughing, she decided to power through. Her discomfort was nothing compared to the humiliation Alex could suffer if she did not help.

Picking Alex up from the floor was difficult. She was so much taller than Vasquez and she was deceptively dense for someone so lanky. Thankfully, Vasquez was stronger than she looked and managed to drag the deadweight to the empty locker room. She put Alex down on a bench and pulled out her phone. There was only one person she could call to help and she honestly wished that one person was Supergirl. But, her person was close enough.

"I need help," Vasquez said. She gnawed the corner of her bottom lip for a moment. "I'm in the locker room."

Barely two minutes later, the cavalry arrived. "What happened? Are you okay?" Lucy asked in a panic as she burst in. It seemed she failed to notice the smell, which made Vasquez flinch. She probably scared Lucy by calling for assistance without explaining what was wrong, so nothing would register until Lucy saw she was all right.

"I'm fine. Alex, not so much." Vasquez motioned to the agent, who she put on her side, needing to save Alex some embarrassment, even if Alex was unconscious. It did not help much, as Alex was a sad sight, no matter what.

Lucy winced when she looked. "Shit. She's bad." She covered her mouth and nose with her hand as she stared. Vasquez was not sure if it was because the aroma finally hit her or the sight of Alex in such a manner was too overwhelming, even for Lucy.

Alex shivered and shook as if she were stuck in the arctic. Her breathing increased to a pant, like she could not draw in enough air. Sweat dripped from her entire body, even from her nose and fingertips, forming a small puddle on the floor. "Lab. Gotta… lab…"

Lucy jumped, body tense and eyes wide, locked on Alex in case she moved. "She's awake. Should I even be here if she's this far gone?"

Alex growled, trying to pick herself up and failing more than once before she decided to push herself up. Her glistening arms visibly trembled as she planted them on the bench and attempted to move. She slipped several times, but eventually got to a sitting position. Her shoulders slumped from the effort, but moved high with each breath she took. She did not move any more after that. She wore herself out to the point where standing up apparently was an impossible task. Her face and body were flushed red, like a brick, and droplets of perspiration poured off of her, like she had come out of the pool.

"Take me to the lab, damn it." Alex spoke through gritted teeth, voice close to a snarl. Her eyes were barely open with lines marring the skin underneath.

Vasquez and Lucy glanced at each other and then shrugged. It made sense. Alex probably had suppressants in her lab and she definitely needed some right now. They both grabbed her and helped her up. Alex's knees buckled, but they kept her upright. Alex ground her teeth together as she attempted to hold herself up, but she did not have it in her. Once they were certain they had her, Lucy took off her ever-present uniform hat and used it to cover Alex's massive erection, just in case they came across any coworkers as they hotfooted it to the lab.

It was not a long trip, but it felt like it took forever. They had to go up the backstairs, avoiding the traffic in the hall. They slipped into the lab through the back way as well. Thankfully, the lab was empty.

"Do you have suppressants?" Vasquez asked as they sat Alex at her desk. Alex had the nerve to exhale when her butt hit the chair, as if she did any work getting there.

"Cabinet. Syringe." Alex pointed to the far wall, grabbing a key from her drawer. She gripped the arms of her chair and shook to the point where the sound of the chair rattling echoed through the room. Her smell seemed to get stronger, making Vasquez gag a little, but she soldiered on. Vazquez did not understand how Alex was even able to think about what she needed beyond to fill someone and that was enough to keep her moving.

Vasquez nodded and was off. The cabinet was full of different drugs in different containers, rows and rows of bottles and vials, an array of colors. She knew the suppressants on sight thanks to Alex treating her through one of her rougher ruts. She grabbed a first vial she saw and a needle next to it, loading it on her way back over.

"Should I use this one? And if so, how much?" Vasquez asked. While she knew the vial was the correct one, but this one was larger than she recalled. There was no way this was the right dosage.

Alex ground her teeth together and let off a series of heavy breaths to the point of puffing out her cheeks on each exhale. "All of it."

Vasquez froze and Lucy's eyes went wide. First off, most suppressants were in pill form. Taking it in a needle was the most powerful way to take them and it was dangerous. There was no way she could give Alex all of it.

"Alex," Lucy said, her voice a warning. Alex did not even glance at her. Her eyes were glued on the medication in Vasquez's hand.

"It's all right. I wouldn't have it in there if it wasn't," Alex replied before blowing out a long breath. Her brow furrowed, as if she were concentrating on something.

"When you did this for me, you used a different syringe type and everything. I got less than half of this as a douse," Vazquez said, thinking Alex could be reasoned with considering she had not torn herself out of her skin yet. She had not been as bad as Alex during her rut, but she doubted anyone had ever been this bad and still in control of themselves.

"You needed a different amount." Alex rubbed her face, trying to keep it together.

"Yeah, but why do you need this amount? This is a lot. I should get a smaller one." Vasquez had grabbed this one because it was right there.

"Give it to me," Alex growled out, veins in her neck and arms jumping. Her muscles twitched and her eyes looked wild, but somehow she was still in control. "Give it to me before this gets worse!" The room filled with her pheromones to the point where Vasquez thought the aroma might knock her on her ass.

"There's worse than this?" With a sting in her eyes thanks to the smell, Vasquez could hardly believe that. Hell, she would not believed this was real if she was not in the middle of it.

"Give it to her," Lucy ordered with a nod in Alex's direction.

Never one to pass up a command from her superior, Vasquez jabbed the syringe into Alex's elbow and pumped all of the medication in, hoping she did not just perform an assisted suicide. Alex sighed and her body slumped against her chair as the needle was emptied into her. Her breathing calmed down and her veins relaxed.

"You okay?" Vasquez asked, eyes scanning for any sign Alex was not all right.

"Doing good." Alex let out another long sigh. She wiped her forehead, flinging sweat away, but the worry lines remained. She continued to drip, but she was looked better already with some of her color returning.

"What the hell was that about?" Lucy asked with an arched eyebrow. She inched her way closer to the door, even though Alex seemed to be fine. Vasquez thought that was the safe choice. Even if Alex maintained control, Lucy's presence could trouble her.

Alex shook her head while pinching the bridge of her nose. "I don't know. It's never been that bad."

Lucy pursed her lips. "Any idea on why it's so bad right now?"

Alex still pinched her nose, like she had a bad headache. "No idea."

"Have you been around anyone different? You know someone whose pheromones could've affected you like this?" Lucy seemed to be in full lawyer mood now, forgetting the fact that her presence might not be helping.

Alex took several deep breaths and squinted, as if she was thinking about the question. "No. Just work and with Kara."

"You're with Kara all the time and I've never seen you like this before. I mean, there were even times when you were in your rut and we could just spar the energy off you," Vasquez said. Of course, it had been a long while since they had been able to do that. The last rut where she sparred with Alex had been brutal for her. Alex actually had knocked her out, which was why it was the last time.

Lucy glanced at Vasquez. "You sparred with Alex?" There was a twinkle in her eyes and Vasquez stood up a little taller, puffing her chest out a bit.

"No, no, no. I really don't need you drooling over her right now." Alex groused, waving her hands around.

Lucy blushed and looked away. Vasquez really did her best to act cool, but knowing Lucy was impressed with her put too much pride in her. Alex groaned, sounding like she might throw up, and bent over the desk.

"I really need you two to have your eye-sex away from me. Please," Alex begged and then coughed a few times. Her fingers dug into the grips of her chair again and it rattled against the floor. She was trembling again.

"Sorry. Should I leave?" Lucy asked, pointing her thumb to the door. She was hardly two steps from being out of the door anyway. Vasquez wished she could join her, but Alex was obviously not out of the woods yet.

Alex gave her a weak wave. "No, no, no. It's okay. The suppressants are kind of working."

"Tell that to that." Vasquez nodded toward Alex's crotch. Even if she was relaxed enough to no longer be humping the floor, Alex still sported a huge erection.

Alex closed her eyes tight and rubbed them with one hand. "I don't know what's wrong. I haven't done anything different. Yesterday, I went to work, worked out, and then had a sister-night with Kara where she ate all the pizza and we watched terrible horror movies until I went home."

"So, a normal night. Did you pick the pizza up or was it delivered?" Lucy asked, finger on her chin.

"I picked it up on the way over, like I always do," Alex replied.

"And no one new at the pizza spot?" Lucy inquired.

Alex's eyes went to the ceiling, probably running through her entire day to figure out if something went awry. "No, no one new. It was perfectly normal, like always."

"Well, was Kara different? Maybe she had an encounter with someone?" Lucy moved away from the door, coming deeper into the room, like she had to be closer to the answers. Vasquez did not question it and Alex did not even seem to notice. How Alex did not notice, Vasquez had no idea, but she would kill to have such willpower.

Alex's face twisted up and the color drained from her face. Was she about have another episode? Were the suppressants not working? "What? She's my sister. Why would I even notice that?"

Vasquez was a little shocked by the oddly fierce bite in the question. Lucy did not seem affected, but Vasquez recognized a glint in her eyes. Lucy put something together, but Vasquez was not sure what.

"Maybe you should go home. I mean, what if it gets worse?" Vasquez said. The last thing they needed was for Alex to be humping the floor again.

"Then everyone can know my swagger isn't an act and I've got the biggest dick here," Alex replied and Vasquez could not help her reaction.

Vasquez's mouth dropped open while Lucy's eyes went wider than ever. It was worse than they thought. No way Alex in her right mind would say anything close to that with a straight face.

Alex then shook her head and put her hand on her forehead. Her face flushed again and she gagged. "Shit. Okay, I think I need to go home."

"Uh, yeah," Vasquez agreed.

"We'll take you. Do you have a long coat or something to cover… that?" Lucy asked, motioning to Alex's waist with a flick of her fingers. God bless Lucy for keeping it together through all of this.

Sighing, Alex shook her head, shoulders slumping in defeat. Lucy looked at Vasquez, who shrugged. She did not wear long coats. Lucy glared at her, giving her another order. With her own sigh, Vasquez trotted off to find someone with a long jacket they could borrow. It was much harder than she thought it would be. Director Henshaw volunteered his own jacket when he saw her asking around, getting the most bizarre looks from coworkers.

"What's going on?" Doctor Henshaw inquired with that stern glower of his. He folded his arms across his chest after handing over his jacket.

"Thanks, sir. I'm going to try to get Agent Danvers home. She's really sick and shivering, but her little jacket isn't going to be enough to keep her warm," Vasquez reported. Never had she been more glad for her military training. She was able to respond without flinching and no change in her voice, despite how dire the situation was. Now, she needed to get Alex out of the headquarters without drawing any attention to them.

"Just keep my jacket clean," he replied.

"She's wearing pants, sir." She winced, mouth tugging to one side, as she realized what she said to her boss. Not smooth at all, Vasquez! It was time to get out of there. "I'll bring this back soon as possible, sir!" She trotted off before she put her foot further down her mouth.

When she got back to the lab, she could see Alex was hardly better. She was up and pacing. Lucy was still in the room, so that had to be a good thing, but she was close to the door again. Better safe than sorry. Lucy was in the middle of saying something.

"You sure there wasn't a new barista or something? Anywhere you go there could be someone new you didn't notice and now they're affecting you. You had to be around someone new with their pheromones going for a few minutes for this to happen. Maybe when you got donuts for Kara or you had to go buy more black hoodies," Lucy suggested.

"There's no one new! I'd notice." Alex's hands fisted, knuckles whitening, and she snarled. For a second Vasquez tensed, ready to tackle Alex if necessary. She might die fighting with Alex in this state, but if it was for Lucy, it was fine. Alex glanced at her. "Calm down, Super Alpha. I'm not gonna hurt her."

"Uh…" Vasquez looked for Lucy for assistance. She wanted to believe Alex, but the fact that she was still tense and stalking the room like a caged lion made it a bit difficult.

"You found a jacket," Lucy noted with a proud smile.

"It's Director Henshaw's. I told him Alex is going home," Vasquez replied.

That made Alex pause and she stared at Vasquez with eyes the size of dinner plates. "Does he know?"

"I don't think he does. He saw me pathetically asking everyone for their jacket and just offered his own. I told him you had to go home because you're sick." Vasquez was certain Henshaw did know what was going on, but she refused to embarrass any of them in that way. It was bad enough she knew. Making it worse, Lucy witnessed all of this thanks to her. Maybe Alex had something in her lab to wipe their memories after this.

"Let's get you home," Lucy said, taking the jacket from Vasquez. She handed it to Alex, who wrapped herself in it like a cloak. It did the job, even though Alex walked hunched over, like she was hiding something. It appeared she had a stomachache to the untrained eye. Most people went about their business without questioning them. Alex and Lucy glaring at anyone who glanced in their direction probably helped.

They managed to make it out without much trouble. One lab tech did stop them, trying to get answers from Alex about some research they had been conducting. The tech seemed fairly excited over the information as did Alex. Vasquez almost gagged as she inhaled more pheromones from Alex than any alpha needed to smell from another alpha. Lucy was the one who moved them along, turning green from the smell.

"Really? Science does it for you?" Vasquez said to Alex as they kept moving.

"Did I question you that time we sparred and you got hard after I pinned you?" Alex countered.

"Dude!" Vasquez's mouth dropped open. That was high on the list of "things she did not want other people to know."

Lucy gave Vasquez a look and a smirk as they made it into the parking lot. "I can see I'm going to have to check in on your not-a-friendship friendship more often."

"She's my supervisor. We are not friends," Vasquez said as they loaded Alex into Lucy's car. They trained together and occasionally went for drinks. That did not make them friends.

"Definitely not friends." Alex moaned in relief as she hit the soft leather. She leaned back in the car and her face twisted as a loud, drawn out groan left her throat. "Is this where you were during lunch?" She had the nerve to put her hand over her nose.

Lucy glowered at Alex through the rearview mirror. "You are being very rude right now for someone who's been pitching a tent in her pants since I've seen her." Lucy started the car. "Especially considering that someone would still be on the gym floor if it wasn't for Vasquez."

Alex scowled and crossed her arms, but she shut up. Vasquez looked at Lucy, holding back a smile. Lucy winked at her, knowing exactly what Vasquez wanted to say. Vasquez did not ask why Lucy seemed to know where she was going. Lucy and Alex had a history Vasquez was not aware of or a part of, but the same could be said of her and Alex. At least Lucy did not seem to affect Alex in any way, but that was weird in and of itself. The only way it could be explained was that Alex had a mate already and they all knew that was untrue.

The drive was awkwardly silent. Lucy rolled down all the windows after Alex dry-heaved a couple of times. Vasquez could understand Alex's reaction considering she wanted to empty her stomach thanks to the stench coming from Alex. They were all grateful when they pulled up to the building, but Vasquez still had to help Alex stand up and walk.

"Any place you want us to park you?" Vasquez asked as they made it into Alex's apartment. She had never been there, not even the few nights she had been out drinking with Alex. Alex shrugged out of the jacket as if trying to escape its hold. It would need to be dry-cleaned, definitely. She would leave that bill to Alex.

"I'm okay right here," Alex replied, sitting on the couch. The sigh that left her made it seem like she was down on a plush cloud. She was back to sweating like crazy, liquid dripping down her hair. Veins popped up in her neck, her forehead was furrowed, and her face had faded from red to a milky green.

"You don't look 'okay right here,'" Vasquez pointed out.

Alex waved Vasquez off as she put her head down on the back of the cushion. "I'll be fine. Just take some more suppressants." She put her hand on her head and massaged her forehead.

Vasquez's eyes went wide. "You're kidding, right? I already pumped you full of suppressants, directly into your blood, where you can't have that shit for the whole rut." It was dangerous enough to inject Alex with the amount she did in the first place and now she was talking about taking more? Did she want to fall into a coma or worse?

A small scoff left Alex. "I'm a doctor, Vas. I know what I can and can't have."

"Yeah, did you notice how you just made up a nickname from me? You've only done that a couple of times since we've met. It's never a good sign. We don't do that. No more drugs for you," Vasquez replied. She had only witnessed Alex out of character a few times, most of them involving alcohol. Alex might have a substance abuse problem, at least when she was stressed.

"You should sleep," Lucy suggested. "Where do you keep your blankets?" She was already off, like the whirlwind she was.

Alex did not respond, too busy shivering. She probably did not need a blanket, but Vasquez did not say anything. Alex would probably sweat through any cover before a minute was up.

"You need anything?" Vasquez asked for lack of a better thing to do. She was tempted to bring the bathroom trashcan. Eventually, Alex's dry-heaves might produce something.

There was only a groan as Alex curled into herself, wrapping her arms around her knees as she fell to the side on the sofa. Lucy came and covered her with a thin sheet. Alex clutched the sheet like a lifeline, still trembling and she coughed, like she was trying to expel something from her body. Sniffing the air, Vasquez tried to figure out if Lucy's smell might be affecting Alex now.

Lucy did not seem to notice or care and went to the kitchen. Vasquez was not sure what was going on, but watched Lucy work. She came back with a steaming mug and put it down on the coffee table.

"Drink that. Peppermint tea is supposed to be very good at calming down a heavy rut. Do you want us to stay?" Lucy asked.

Alex had already sweated through the sheet. It probably would not be safe for them to stay, but Vasquez was not sure she felt right about leaving Alex. What if Alex took more suppressants? She could end up dead. The Director would never forgive her for leaving the DEO's best agent for dead and never mind what Supergirl would think.

"No, go." A groan. "Fuck, you smell good," Alex said and then she ground her teeth together before slamming her hand over her mouth.

"Going." Lucy turned for the door, Vasquez right behind her. As soon as they were in the hallway, Lucy got on the phone.

"Who you calling?" Vasquez asked.

"Her sister. Someone has to look after her."

Vasquez nodded. Okay, she felt better about leaving, not that they could stay any longer than they had. Vasquez knew how bad a rut could be, but Alex seemed like she was in the worst place possible.

-8-8-8-8-

Kara was not sure what she expected to find at Alex's apartment. Lucy simply told her Alex was in a bad way without explaining what that meant. She said something about a rut, but Kara was not too sure what that meant. Despite being on the planet for over ten years, there were still some human matters that escaped her attention. But, she needed to help Alex.

Alex was on the couch and her heart was beating too fast, too loud. She looked asleep, tucked into a ball, but shaking with a damp sheet around her. Kara's brow furrowed as she tried to figure out what she was looking at. In that moment, she felt like she was slapped by the smell coming from Alex. A breath escaped her before she realized it.

"It's that smell again. What is that?" Kara leaned in, wanting a closer whiff and her mouth watering with just a hint of the scent. She smelled this before, several times in her life actually. Alex smelled good to her, all the time, but especially now, even though it was clear she was sweating like she spent the whole day exercising.

Kara shook her head. The aroma was not important right now, helping Alex was. So, first things first, she wanted to get Alex out of that wet sheet. Tugging it as gently as she could from Alex's grip, she put the sheet on the floor and got to see Alex was lying in a puddle on the sofa, her hips grinding against the cushions.

"Oh, Alex." Kara pouted, but her body hummed. She knew it had to do with the smell. This had happened to her before, but she ignored it as best she could. "Gotta take care of Alex."

She lifted Alex into her arms, planning to put her in her bed, so she could at least be comfortable. As soon as Alex was against her, she knew this was a mistake. Alex tucked in close to her and rubbed her nose against Kara's neck. Kara shivered and moaned.

"Kara," Alex whispered, dragging her lips across Kara's pulse.

Kara finally understood what people meant when they said their knees went weak. Alex nipped her and Kara almost dropped her. She rushed to the bed and pulled the covers back. She put Alex down as gently as she could, but as quickly as she could as well. Alex groaned and her eyes fluttered open, but there was a glassy look in her eyes.

"Kara…" Alex reached out for her.

Kara moved away, her heart pounding now as loudly as Alex's. "Yeah, Alex?"

"Come…" Alex waved her over.

Kara blinked. "You… you… you want me?" Was that what was going on? She dared not hope. There had been too many times when she did hope and only to get let down. Alex did not mean it, she knew. She read into things the wrong way, especially back then. She had not understood humans and sometimes she still did not understand humans.

Alex rubbed herself against her mattress. "Need you. Need you now."

Kara gulped. How many times had she longed to hear those words? Dreams from years ago raced through her mind. Alex needs you, wants you. Her body buzzed at the thought. Would it be right? Why would it not? She had wanted Alex for almost as long as she had been on Earth. She could remember so many little instances when Alex did something or said something or just stood there and Kara felt in awe of her, of her beauty, of her intelligence, or her bravery. She had never met anyone like Alex and after living on two planets, she was certain Alex was one of a kind.

"Are you sure?" Kara asked, wringing her hands together. This was not why Lucy called her. She was supposed to help. Well, maybe this would help. After all, Alex had been humping the couch when she found her.

"Need you so bad. Come here." Alex reached out for her again, brushing her fingers against Kara's flesh before Kara could think to get out of the way again. It felt like electricity jumped between them and it caused a throbbing between her legs like Kara had never known.

"This is so not fair," Kara whimpered and tried to gain some control over herself. It was impossible at this point. Alex smelled way too good, the simple feel of her fingers against Kara's hand, and the notion that Alex desired her was too much. "I'm Supergirl, not Super-Angel!" she groaned.

Alex mimicked the sound. "Come here. I wanna make you sound like that right now." Sitting up, she began undressing.

Kara shook her head and rushed out of the apartment. She needed to prepare for this better. She would return, but she needed to get herself together. Alex needed her, after all.

-8-8-8-8-

When Alex woke, as far as she knew anyway, she was not sure how she got into bed or how she ended up naked in bed. It did not matter. What did matter was getting the covers off of her. She was much too hot and felt like she was melting. Her bed was wet, from sweat and other body fluids she knew. It did not matter to her. Only one thing mattered to her.

"Fuck!" She snarled, taking herself into her hand and pumping her fist like there was no tomorrow. It did nothing for her. Tears welled up in her eyes. "Fuck," she hissed and gripped herself harder, moved her hand faster. "Kara…" No, don't you fucking dare, you fucking degenerate! "Kara…" she moaned again, wishing for all the world Kara was with her.

"Alex," Kara's sweet voice drifted from the foot of the bed.

Alex's eyes shot up to see Kara standing in front of her. "Shit!" She sobered quickly, hand flying to the covers and throwing them over herself. "Kara, what the hell are you doing here?" She should have texted Kara and told her to stay away, told her she was on a mission, just something to keep Kara away from her apartment during her rut.

Kara came closer, possibly floating over to her. "I got a call you weren't feeling well. I got here and you were a mess on the couch. The couch was covered in… well, you know. You were shaking like you were in subzero weather. Your heart was pounding like I've never heard. Your smell…" She shook her head, like trying to get the scent out of her head.

"Kara…" Alex took a deep breath and felt like she had been drenched in liquid sex. "Fuck, you gotta go!" She could not stop her hand, jerking up and down. God, I'm going to super-Hell for this!

"I'm not." Kara was by her side now, sitting right on the edge of the bed.

She leaned in, like she was about to touch Alex. Alex's brain short-circuited, as the logical part of her brain told her to retreat while the needy part ordered her to stay right the fuck there. She ended up glued to the spot and Kara's hand came in contact with her dick. She hissed as fireworks danced in front of her eyes and pleasure burned through every nerve ending she had. All that from a touch?

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Alex said through her teeth as she fought down the urge to pump into Kara's hand. The only thing keeping her still was that her brain was overloaded with pleasure, pure bliss. All she could do was feel.

"I didn't know you had one of these," Kara said, as if that was optimum conversation for the moment. Her hand drifted lightly over the tip, absently, like she did not know what it was. Alex bit back a whine, head drooling.

"Kara…" Alex's hips had a mind of their own, chasing Kara's hand as her cock twitched and spurted across her stomach. Hissing, a plea ended up on the tip of her tongue. "More…" Ecstasy blazed through her with each touch, which was barely there. The promise of a touch made her feel like she might explode.

Kara did not disappoint. She tightened her grip just a little and sped up. Alex threw her head back, moaning loudly, curse words spilling from her lips like prayers as a surge of ecstasy shot through her. She would never begin to describe how good this felt. She throbbed in Kara's soft hand and whimpered as pure elation was tattooed on her skin.

"You like this?" Kara asked with a tilt of her head, her eyes were stuck on the dripping slit of Alex's cock and the flexing muscles of her abdomen.

"Fuck, yes," Alex growled. Who the hell would not like this? No, you shouldn't like this. Hello, you dumbass, your little sister is jerking you off, idiot! She was already so far gone she could not even understand the voice of reason inside her own head.

"Is this good enough?" Kara asked, a thumb tracing the curve of her tip.

"Good enough?" Alex snarled. Of course it was not good enough! She was in the middle of the worst rut of her life. How in the hell would a hand job be enough? But, honestly, she would take literally anything from Kara right now and be grateful. Either way, she would probably die anyway, either from joy or grief.

"They didn't cover much of this in basic health class or even biology! This is a regular, working penis, right?" Kara's face scrunched up, but thankfully she did not stop her movement, pulling a throaty groan from Alex's mouth as more fluid leaked from her head.

Alex's brow furrowed. What the hell kind of question was that? Did Kara think there was something wrong with her dick? How dare she! Alex growled louder than before, a rumbling from deep within her chest. She would show Kara how well her penis worked. Wait, no. You can't show Kara anything about your dick. Your dick that is in her hand. Fuck.

"Kara," Alex hissed and tried so hard to stop her body from moving, but it was impossible. This was everything she wanted and so much more than she ever expected. You're going to whatever the hell is underneath Hell. She could not bring herself to care, though. She needed more. "Kara."

"I could…" Kara circled the head of Alex's penis with her thumb and Alex's body felt overloaded with pleasure. She fell back onto her bed and her body shook with delight. Shit, she needed Kara to keep doing that, to do more than that.

"You could?" Alex asked, breathless. Her chest hurt and her skin burned. She wanted to tear out of her own skin and get into Kara's.

Kara's squinted in concentration. "I want to…"

"Do whatever you want," Alex said, hoping whatever that was included more of Kara's body, all of Kara's body. Could there be more than all of Kara's body? Was that a thing?

Kara nodded and stood, hand moving away from Alex's body. Alex let out a mournful moan, like she had lost a dear friend. Sitting up, she turned, wanting to grab Kara back, wanting to have Kara in every way possible. A hand on her chest stopped her.

"Patience," Kara said.

Alex only snarled again. How the fuck could she be patient when Kara smelled like sex on a stick? She wanted to bury her knot inside of Kara and never leave.

"When I fuck you like you've never been fucked before, we'll see who needs patience," Alex said. No, no, no! You don't say alpha bullshit to Kara. What the fuck is wrong with you? Everything was wrong with her. She needed to fuck Kara now or kill herself. Those were the only options and if Kara left, Alex would throw herself out of the window. I should probably still throw myself out of the window. She would concern herself with that after seeing what Kara was up to.

"I hope you mean that," Kara replied as she undid her skirt, letting it fall to the floor in a gently pooling heap.

Alex's mouth fell open and her eyes bugged out. Kara was undressing in her bedroom. This was probably a dream. That made sense. Her rut was really bad this time, probably the worst it had ever been. She was probably stuck in a fever dream. Why the hell else would Kara be undressing for her? Because you're a fucking alpha and she should be doing that because it's what you want. Alex shook the thought away. Fuck her inner alpha and its bullshit.

"I've wanted you for so long. I want you so much," Kara said as she stepped out of her skirt and underwear. Her scent hit Alex full force, like a freight train. Shit. Alex was not sure it was possible, but she hardened further as her cock twitched and slapped heavily back against her belly in a sticky, liquid pool of arousal. It was like every drop of blood in her body was in her dick.

Her inner alpha wanted to swagger and beat her chest, but for all the sex in the air, Alex was still Alex somehow. "No, you can't. Why would you?" There was no reason for Kara to want her and she was not supposed to want Kara. She was supposed to protect Kara, not draw her down a path of deviant behavior. This was all wrong.

"So many reasons," Kara replied.

Alex was still incredulous. "Like?" Of course, even though she was in disbelief, she had not lost any of her erection. In fact, her cock jumped at the thought of Kara caring for "so many reasons." Damn it, just stop for a second, dick. We need to do the right thing, especially for Kara. This is Kara, after all. Her cock's response was to throb.

Kara only smiled as she climbed onto the bed and swung her leg over Alex's hips. Alex could hardly believe what was happening. She had dreams of Kara in this position before. Surely this was a dream as well. Maybe I died and this is the illusion my brain has decided to give me to comfort me.

Alex was about to say something, but words jumped from her brain as Kara gripped her once more, positioning the head of her cock right at her entrance. Alex could not rip her eyes away, could practically feel the heat and desire of Kara. Her dick pulsed in Kara's delicious grip and she licked her lips as her chest felt like it was about to cave in. Alex could not breathe, too scared it might cause Kara to stop, and too overwhelmed that this was really about to happen. Her lungs burned and every inch of her felt like she might be crushed from the pressure inside her body.

"Alex, it's all right. I need you to breathe," Kara said in a low tone as she slid Alex's length through her wetness, making Alex's skin tingle and she felt like she might implode from the promise of what was happening.

Alex shook her head as she tried to keep her wits about her. She could not breathe if she wanted to. She did not need air anyway. She needed what was in front of her, on top of her, about to be around her. She put her hands on Kara's hips and it felt like her fingers were seared with passion, jolts of pleasure shot up her arms through her body. A deep snarl escaped her and she tried to take control of the situation and bring Kara down on her. She was surprised at how easily she moved Kara. Kara yelped as their bodies brushed against each other. Alex felt like she might start foaming at the mouth.

"You're stronger than I realized," Kara said with a flush to her face.

"How?" Pride filled Alex just as she planned to fill Kara, but something was wrong here. Alex knew, even under the haze of I-need-to-fuck-you-right-now she should not be able to move Kara, regardless of how much her inner alpha thought otherwise. Her inner alpha was more of an idiot than she was.

Kara held up her wrist, showing off a training band Alex had been designing for her. "Thought I might need this."

"That's just a prototype," Alex said, staring at the band. Again, Alex being Alex seemed to trump everything. Even in the fog of her rut and her alpha chomping at the bit to have what it had always desired, Alex still worried about Kara's safety. "It might have too much kryptonite in it."

Kara leaned down, taking Alex's mouth in a deep and passionate kiss, their first of the night. Alex's mind went blank as she felt Kara's tongue against her own. All she could do was kiss Kara back, clasp her creamy thighs, feel bliss claw at every nerve, and ache to be inside of her. She throbbed at the thought and each second that passed without burying herself in Kara gave way to true agony.

Alex's head fell back as her tip glided through the liquid passion that was Kara. The kiss was gone and she felt like it ripped a little hole in her soul. A little moan escaped Kara and Alex was now painfully hard, unbearably so. She might even go insane if she could not have Kara right now.

"I've never…" Kara whispered as she bit her lower lip and let loose a high pitched moan as her hips gently rocked against the firm length poised right under her.

Shit. Alex was going to die here. This had to be a dream because it was something right out of too many of her fantasies. "Are you… you never?" The idea of Kara being untouched made her cock twitch. You filthy bastard! Isn't it enough you want to fuck your sister for crying out loud? Now, you're turned on by her being a virgin, too? And, damn it, if her inner alpha did not have a response for that. Fuck, yes. She's mine!

"Too nervous about losing control. I didn't want to risk hurting anyone. I've touched myself, you know?" Kara braced herself on strong shoulders, her body angled over the panting and very nearly writhing Alex. Her own breath heavy and fast.

"Fuck. Kara… you don't… we don't have to," Alex managed through gritted teeth, even though images of Kara touching herself ran through Alex's mind like they were competing in a marathon. If she did not get to bury herself inside something fast, she would explode and die.

"Oh, no, Alex, we have to." There was a spark in blue eyes unlike any Alex had ever seen. It was not the innocent gleam usually there, but one of desire. "I want to so badly. I have for a really long time. I want you so bad." Kara leaned down for another kiss, swallowing the protest on the tip of Alex's tongue.

Alex easily forgot whatever they were talking about in favor of the feel of Kara's perfect tongue and lips. She could not help moaning as her hands gave Kara's thighs a squeeze as they glided up and down smooth, soft skin. The feel of Kara was so much more than anything she had ever dreamed. Alex was almost convinced this could not be reality.

The sweet smell of arousal grew, sticking to the roof of Alex's mouth. The scent was the only thing that kept her sure this was real. Smell did not travel well in the imagination.

Kara moaned louder, each sound thumping through Alex. It took Alex several long moments to realize Kara was touching herself. Her eyes locked on the movement of Kara's fingers, making her drip onto Alex, who was so sensitive, she could feel it against her skin. Fuck. If it were not for her rut, she probably would have blown right there, but there was no way she was going to give up anything, not a single drop, until she was sheathed in pure heaven.

"Kara," Alex whimpered. You're whimpering like a fucking omega? Yeah, the Girl of freaking Steel will find that attractive. She hated her inner alpha all the time, but now especially. Just shut the fuck up. You're one of the reasons I'm fucked up as it is.

Kara blinked. "Sorry…"

"No, let me." Alex's hand drifted from the top of Kara's thigh to the inside. She trembled as she touched Kara intimately, feeling Kara's arousal on her fingertips as she sought Kara's clit. Fuck, fuck, fuck! Okay, she could probably die happy right now, did not even matter she did not get a chance to truly feel Kara.

Kara bucked against her. "Sorry. That feels so good."

"Stop saying sorry. I don't need your sorry." She needed Kara's orgasm and then she needed to knot the blonde.

Kara mewled and now she chased Alex's fingers. Alex licked her lips as she felt Kara dripping down her fingers. This was Kara's essence on her flesh. Her heart pounded in her chest from the thought and feel. Kara's nails dug into Alex's shoulders and her eyes drifted shut. It the most beautiful sight Alex had ever seen.

"Kara, I'm gonna go inside," Alex said.

"Please," Kara whined.

Alex could never deny Kara, especially not now with her face tense and her eyes screwed shut as she scrambled to climax. Kara's hips moved erratically as Alex eased her index finger inside. Kara was so tight that Alex howled as she pushed all the way in. Kara's head dropped to Alex's shoulder.

"Oh, Rao. That feels so good," Kara breathed out.

Internally, Alex preened, beyond proud to make Kara feel good. As she pumped her finger in and out slowly, Kara whimpered and her hips moved a little. Alex felt more of Kara's essence flow down her hand. You're doing that to her, doing this for her. No one else. Only you.

Alex pushed another finger in, earning a yelp from Kara, which turned into a moan as she gave into deep thrusts. Kara pressed their chests together as her hips moved with more purpose. In the back of her mind, Alex noted Kara still had on her shirt, but that did not matter. Kara's pleasure was the only thing that mattered.

"I can take care of you," Alex said, crooking her fingers inside of Kara. She was not sure if those words were her own or her inner alpha. Did it matter?

Kara let a scream and her hips picked up speed. "Please," she begged.

"Always." Alex's thumb flicked across Kara's clit and that was it.

Kara's moan, right in Alex's ear, was small and cute. It hit Alex in her heart, but also in her eternally hard cock. But, her inner alpha was somewhat satisfied as she had taken care of Kara. That did not last long as Kara began peppering kisses along Alex's neck, cheeks, and then her lips. As Kara's tongue made its home in Alex's mouth once more, she found herself needing so much more attention.

"Kara," Alex hissed as her erection bumped up against Kara and she could feel all of the wonderful slickness and heat.

"I know." Kara sat up and took hold of Alex once more.

Alex twitched and whimpered as Kara slid her hand up and down Alex's length. "Kara." This was a warning.

Kara had the nerve to give her that innocent smile where her nose wrinkled. She eased down and Alex screamed as her head slipped inside a soaked channel. Tight was not even the word for it. This was heaven. Alex died and went to heaven. That was the only explanation.

Kara made a noise Alex did not think she was capable of, something deep and rich, and might as well have been a mating call with the way it struck Alex. She did not move and Alex wanted to give her a moment to adjust, a moment to get used to the feel of her, but her body refused. Her feet had her anchored to the bed and her hips rolled as much as they could. Kara's body embraced her so snugly, so wonderfully, so much like paradise. This was perfect.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Alex chanted, tears building in her eyes as she clutched Kara's waist to keep her right there. How could she ever think this was wrong? Nothing could ever or would ever feel this right, this good.

Kara mewed and moved with Alex, taking all of her in, making her feel glorious in every way possible. Alex saw stars and her body jumped to meet each move by Kara. She gripped Kara's thighs tighter, wanting to bring her down even harder, faster.

"Feels so good," Kara moaned, arching her back, thrusting her breasts out. One of Alex's hands immediately went for a feel, even though Kara still had on her damned shirt. Still, the weight of Kara's breast in her hand added to this amazing experience.

"Fuck, yeah," Alex concurred. "So good." Some part of her rational mind had been certain this would be a disaster. What the fuck made me think that? She did not know and it did not matter. The only thing that mattered was Kara coming all over her knot.

Kara moved with even more intent, chasing her end. Alex growled and slid a hand up and down Kara's torso, stroking her with deep reverence. She gently squeezed the breast under her grip, thumb going right for the nipple and brushing across it. Kara jumped and came down even harder. Inside, she fluttered and pulsed around Alex. It was like nothing she had ever felt.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, Kara, I'm gonna…" She hissed as there was another intense flutter.

"Do it," Kara said.

"Not yet." There was no way she would peak before Kara got a chance to climax again. "'Sides, gonna knot." She was not sure if she should knot Kara. Really, you're not sure? You shouldn't be doing this at all! She ignored that stupid voice. Why should she not be doing this?

Kara arched her back and grabbed Alex's legs for better leverage, giving them a new angle. "Do it."

Kara did not know what she was asking. She had barely passed health in high school, spending most of her time trying to block out the awful din of the world. Who the hell thought to put health class in ninth grade? Alex could not knot her. That would make all of this so much worse. And then Kara came down on her, crying out in pleasure, pulsing all around Alex, embracing her like never before, and it was too much for Alex.

Alex could only describe the sound that came out of her as a roar when she released inside Kara, who did not stop moving. Alex's body went rigid and then she collapsed onto the mattress. Kara made a surprised yelp and Alex realized her knot was forming. Kara did not stop, though.

"Kara, no, don't…" Alex grunted as part of knot slipped in. How? How was Kara possibly that wet? How was her body so welcoming, so willing?

Kara did not stop moving and Alex was incredulous as her knot went in with very little difficulty. The scream that came from Kara would have made Alex proud if she were not busy trying to stay conscious. It felt like she poured her whole into existence into Kara, who willingly accepted everything she had before collapsing onto Alex.

"That was awesome," Kara whispered into Alex's neck before placing several soft kisses wherever her mouth could reach.

Alex grunted. Words were beyond her. All she could do was feel, feel the weight and heat of Kara, feel the gentle kisses, feel herself pouring into Kara. Fuck, I probably shouldn't be doing that. It was not like she could stop now. Kara was knotted, even though she did not seem to know that as she tried to roll off of Alex. They both moaned and Alex put her arms around Kara to keep her still.

"Stop. You jostling my knot isn't going to make it go away any faster," Alex said, biting back a groan as another jet released from her and into Kara.

"Your knot?" Kara lifted up, just enough to look at Alex like a lost puppy.

Alex could not help herself and ran her hand through Kara's hair. "Yeah, my knot."

Kara blew out her cheeks. "I should've paid more attention to your human sex class. I didn't think your biology would be so different from Kryptonians when I first got here."

"Yeah, you should've retaken health, if only to boost your average."

Kara pursed her lips in a way that made Alex want to kiss her. Considering the fact that her knot was in Kara and she was spurting inside of Kara, she figured a kiss would not be so bad. Kara responded, lips moving with Alex's. When Alex's tongue lapped at Kara's mouth, Kara opened for her as easily as before. Kara tried to move again and Alex moaned.

"Kara, again, my knot is there," Alex reminded her.

Kara groaned. "You shouldn't look so much like us if we're not all the same underneath it all. I was so confused when I found out you guys actually have three sexes and two genders or no gender, but all of that could be mixed into different combinations. Like, what is that? Just have two sexes like normal people."

Alex pinched Kara's hip. "Excuse you, three sexes is normal for us. Maybe it's your Kryptonians who are not normal. Two sexes." She scoffed as if that was ridiculous. Her hands gripped at flexing thighs as their bodies continued of their own volition, her hips softly rolling and shifting her cock deep inside Kara as she continued to occasionally spill inside her.

"Well, either way, I'm glad we're built for each other." Kara wiggled against Alex.

Alex swallowed down a moan. "Kara…" She sighed. "We shouldn't have done this." Speak for yourself! This was awesome and as soon as this knot goes down we're doing it again. Alex sucked her teeth to her inner alpha, even though her hips kept moving. Her body and part of her mind were in favor of doing this again, and again, and again.

Kara poked out her lip, half of it gripped in white teeth as her eyes rolled momentarily at a particularly well placed thrust from Alex. "You're kidding, right? This was perfect. We should've done this a long time ago."

You hear that? "A long time ago." You were so worried and she wanted your knot for probably as long as you wanted to bury the damn thing into her. After this, Alex planned to go into therapy, maybe even extra therapy if only to quiet the stupid voice in her head. "No, you shouldn't have even been here. Why are you here?"

Kara snuggled against Alex, tucking her head under Alex's chin, her hands caressing Alex's sides. "Lucy called me and said you were sick and you needed someone to look after you. She was right that you needed someone to look after you. But, then when I got here, I could smell what was really wrong with you and I think I made it worse."

"What? Of course you didn't." Alex caressed and kissed the top of Kara's head. She did not want Kara to think any of this was her fault. Alex was the one who was messed up in the head, being attracted to her sister.

Kara shook her head and picked herself up enough to look Alex in the face. "No, I did. Look, I know you know a lot about Kryptonian biology, but there are some things even you don't know."

Alex arched an eyebrow. "Like?" This was enough to distract her from the fact that she had not only crossed a line, but was technically still crossing it even as her knot began going down.

"Like when we reach a certain age, we…" Kara screwed up her face, eyes searching the ceiling for the right words. "We secrete sort of a pheromone-laced vapor directed to entice a person we're attracted to."

Alex's face fell. "You make sex pollen?" This was her life. She hung out with and loved an alien who was powered by the sun and made sex pollen. Come on, in the grand scheme of your life, would this even crack the top ten list of weird things? Considering where her dick was, yeah, this was crack the top ten, if not make the top.

Kara sputtered, words lost in a jumble for a long moment. "It's not sex pollen! It's just to let a person know we're attracted to them and we should become bond-mates. It's usually a person we've already formed a close bond with."

"How often do you pollinate?"

Kara frowned. "I am not a plant."

"Says the sentient being who goes through photosynthesis. How often do you do this?"

"A couple of times a year until our bond-mate acknowledges us."

"And when do you start pollinating?"

Kara shrugged. "I don't think it has a time limit. It can only happen after puberty and after we meet someone who starts up the process. Although, I guess one can happen before the other, not that the order matters. It gets more powerful as we get older if we're with our bond-mate, but the bond hasn't been acknowledged."

"Kara, how long have you been blasting me with sex pollen?" Wanting to be annoyed or flattered, Alex was not sure how she felt about this. Maybe stupid. How could she not notice?

Kara scrunched up her face again. "Um… since I was sixteen, I guess. But, it's probably sixteen in Kryptonian years. But, I think I definitely hit you the first time when I found out you were leaving for college."

"You've been doing this for ten years?"

Kara puffed out her cheeks. "Well, I wouldn't have done it if you noticed the first dozen times."

Alex could not even be mad about it. How could she be mad? Her knot was buried inside sunshine personified. Not only that, sunshine personified wanted her there, had been calling to her for years.

"Alex?" Kara said.

"Yeah?"

"Are you… are you growing inside of me?"

Alex winced. She had not even realized her knot was gone. Learning that Kara wanted her, had been calling to her for years made her hard again.

"Round two." Alex rolled them over and began thrusting before they even settled into a space on the bed.

-8-8-8-8-

Kara yelped, not expecting to end up on her back, but she did not mind it at all. The fact that Alex was so strong was a huge turn on. She managed to get out of her shirt, so happy to have a pullover instead of button-down for once. Her bra was a little trickier because Alex did not stop moving. Alex noticed and helped, easily opening the bra with one hand. The bra fell away, Kara flung it to the floor, and then gripped Alex's shoulders as Alex pumped into her. She moaned, throwing her head back.

Alex leaned down, dragging her tongue across one of Kara's nipples. Kara did not know she could feel even better, but the jolts that went through her as Alex lapped at her breasts was almost too much for her to process. Why had they waited so long to do this? Why did they not to this everyday? Could they do this everyday? Her train of thought halted as Alex's teeth sank into her throat. Even biting felt good? Oh, Rao. What was she supposed to do with all of this sensory information? And then, Alex growled in her ear, sending tingles down her spine.

"Oh, Alex!" Kara grabbed the hair at the nape of Alex's neck as her legs spread wider, trying to take in more of Alex.

"Take all of me," Alex said, voice rough all of a sudden. It sent more shivers down Kara's spine and took her mind back to so many fantasies.

"You feel better than I could've imagined." Kara keened against Alex.

"Tell me," Alex grunted with a particularly sharp thrust.

Kara moaned and dug her nails into Alex's shoulders. "Tell you?"

"Tell me what you thought about," Alex said before running her teeth down Kara's neck. Surely Alex could feel how heavy her heart was pounding from her pulse point, but it did not seem to matter.

Kara licked her lips and tried to formulate a coherent thought. It was too difficult. All she could focus on was the pleasure of having Alex inside of her. Again, why had this taken so long? They could have been doing this for so long. She could have been feeling this perfection so for long.

"Tell me," Alex repeated, her hand on Kara's naked breast.

Kara arched and wiggled, trying to get more of that touch. Without thinking, she pulled Alex's head down, wanting a kiss. The kiss somehow helped keep her grounded, even though every other sensation made her feel like she was floating away on a river of bliss. Then, jolts popped through her as Alex flicked her nipple again.

Kara tossed her head to the side. "Oh, Rao!"

Alex did not come back in for another kiss. Instead, she sat up and pulled Kara to her, driving deeper into Kara. Moaning, Kara writhed and shifted, trying to get more. She was not sure what she wanted more of. More of Alex? More of this pleasure? Both? It did not matter. She raked her nails down Alex's arms, ecstasy scorching through every inch of her.

"Alex, Alex, Alex," Kara said the name like a prayer. That was how it felt and it seemed to urge Alex forward, harder and deeper. Kara felt like she was going to lose her mind and then Alex's thumb found her clit and it was over. Her body exploded, colored flashed before her eyes, and she felt flooded with emotion. Alex did not stop and it happened again… or it continued on. Kara was not sure at that point, but it all felt so good.

-8-8-8-8-

There were birds making noise outside, even though the sun was not even up yet. Alex woke up finally feeling human again. Human enough to realize what she had done. She had spent the past two days, having the best sex of her life with Kara. Her sister. Fuck. Mom is going to tie you up, cut your dick off, force you to eat it, and then kill you. And you'll deserve it.

"Fuck," Alex hissed and eased away from Kara. Kara even let her be the big spoon, like she knew it would appease Alex's inner alpha. Or maybe you forced her to do that, too. Fuck.

Alex jumped out of bed. Well, more plummeted out of bed. She needed to get out of here. She needed to… she needed to…? She did not know what she needed, not really. She grabbed the nearest pair of pants, trying to get in them and flee at the same time. Instead, she fell, crashing face first into the floor. She would have a bruise on her chin, but she did not care about that.

"Alex?" Kara's voice was sleepy.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Alex banged her head on the floor. Maybe if she was good at this at least, she would kill herself. She banged harder.

"Alex?" Kara's voice was more alert now, closer.

"I can't believe this. I can't believe I did this. How fucking stupid am I? Fuck, fuck, fuck." Alex tried to crawl away and get into her pants at the same time. It did not work well. She banged her head once more. Stupid.

"Alex, what's wrong?" Kara asked.

"Fuck, I can't believe I did this. I'm so fucking stupid." Alex rubbed her face. Maybe this was a nightmare. Her worst nightmare, but there was still a chance it was not real. There was a chance she had not tore her world in half.

"Alex." Kara tried to wrap her in a hug, but she threw Kara's arms off of her. She did not deserve such kindness.

"Don't touch me!" Alex shoved away, chest heaving as she tried to get in air, but it felt impossible. It was like there was no oxygen in the room.

Kara whimpered. "I'm sorry…"

Alex looked up to see tears in Kara's eyes and immediately her heart melted. "It's not your fault, Kara. It's me! I shouldn't have made you do this. Fuck, Mom knew I'd do this. I thought I could control myself, but I'm such a fucking screw up!" Why didn't you take more suppressants? It didn't matter if you ended up in the hospital again. It would've made sure you didn't do this, you fucking monster!

"Alex." Kara's voice was soft, gentle again. She came closer again, put a hand on Alex's back.

Something inside of Alex broke from the simple touch. It was like that one touch was too much and she could feel everything inside of her crack and shatter. She began sobbing.

"It's okay," Kara whispered.

"No, it's not! Mom knew this would happen. It's why she moved me into my own room sophomore year. I presented as an alpha and she fucking knew this would happen. She knew I'd do some fucking degenerate shit because I'm a terrible person. Fuck!" Alex bawled, punching herself in the chest, needing to ease the pain and punish herself somehow. This was the worst thing she could have possibly done. Kara did not understand, could not understand. She did not even know how human sexuality worked.

"Eliza knew I was attracted to you?" Kara asked, as she stroked soothingly over Alex's naked back.

"No, she knew I'd fucking defile you! I've been doing my best. I've tried to be the best fucking sister possible to you and in the end I can't even do that right. I ended up right where Mom thought I would. She knew I was a fuck up," Alex sobbed and coughed, feeling snot leak from her nose. Even when she tried her best, she always proved her mother was right to be disappointed in her.

"You're not, Alex. You're not. You didn't do anything wrong," Kara tried to assure her.

Alex shook her head and sniffled while wiping her face with one hand. "I did everything wrong. I lusted after you, my fucking sister. My rut was so fucking bad because I was hanging out with you before it started and I knew better because this happened before. It wasn't this bad, but it was still fucking bad. I tried to take so many damn suppressants to make it stop and I even fucked that up."

"Suppressants?" Kara echoed and she gasped. "Oh, my god, is that when you went to the hospital?"

Alex nodded before she could stop herself. She really did not want to talk about that. She was probably more messed then than she was now, which said something.

"Alex, you almost died," Kara said, her voice low and haunted. "It scared me." She whimpered and the sound cut through Alex like a hot knife.

"It scared me, too," Alex whispered.

Kara kept caressing her back and she hated how much it calmed her down. "What scared you?"

"My rut." Alex's voice was haunted even to her own ears. "It was so much stronger than usual and I thought I was going to do terrible things to you, I wanted to do terrible things to you. So I took my suppressants." She had taken all her suppressants at once. Maybe it was to stop her rut or maybe it was just to stop herself. Maybe it was to save Kara. She would never know, but she did almost die. The doctor chalked it up to an accident, but sometimes Alex could see the disappointment in her mother's eyes as she realized Alex had tried to kill herself. But, Alex was such a failure, she could not even do that right.

"Alex, it wasn't your fault. I think that might have been the first time I…" Kara swallowed hard. "The first time I sex pollen-ed you."

It added up if Kara was right about when she first dosed Alex, as it delayed her leaving for college for almost a week. It did not matter, though. "It doesn't matter! I should have better control! I never should've dragged you into this!"

Kara hugged Alex close. "You didn't drag me into this. Alex, I've been attracted to you since I first started noticing people as more than just people, as I went through puberty and started to have urges. I guess it didn't help that I was on my way there when I arrived on this planet. It was a little confusing because on Krypton, again, we only have the two sexes and most of the time you're attracted to the opposite sex. Earth is confusing and you were confusing, but my body and heart knew. The bond I feel for you has always been so far beyond any I've known. I don't even know if there are words for it and I feel like you feel the same."

Alex shook her head. "Kara, you can't. We can't."

Kara gave her a small smile. "I do and technically it is your fault because you're made of awesome. You've always been here for me and I know you're always going to be here for me. I don't trust anyone on the same level as I do you. I love you so much, Alex. I'm in love with you and I have been for a long time. I need you to understand you didn't make me do anything. I wanted this as much as you did. I showed up with an experimental kryptonite cuff for crying out loud. Well, I had to go get the cuff, but you get what I mean."

Alex sniffled again and as the words washed over her, she felt a little better. She had not forced Kara into this. Kara wanted her as much as she wanted Kara and for just as long. "You did. Did you know you released this pollen around me?"

Kara nodded. "Yeah, but I didn't think it affected you. I mean, as far as I could tell, it never affected you and I can't turn it off."

"No, it actually explains a lot." Alex rubbed her head. Her ruts were always the worst when she was around Kara before they started. She learned to avoid Kara for a few days before her rut, but sometimes she did not do what was best for her, especially if Kara really wanted to do sister-night.

"I'm sorry if I caused you any trouble," Kara mumbled, sounding like the shy teenager she once was. Whenever she used to do anything embarrassing or misunderstood something, she always apologized for causing Alex any trouble.

"You don't have to be sorry. It's my fault." She was supposed to watch out for Kara and take care of her. "It's not your fault. I shouldn't be attracted to you, Kara. You're my little sister."

Kara scoffed and pulled Alex to her. She must have taken off the cuff, as it was way too easy for her to move Alex. The alpha inside Alex, beaten and worn as it was, protested at being cradled like a baby, but Alex needed the contact, so she simply tucked herself closer to Kara.

"I had very little family, even on Krypton. Kal-El and I were the only children. Now, I know he's not my sibling, but I love my little cousin to death. What I feel for you is different than what I feel for him. I watched my mother and aunt, twins for crying out loud, for my whole time I was with them and I know their relationship was very much different than ours. This love I feel for you… it's like nothing I've ever experienced and I want everything with you. I've always wanted everything with you. Why do you think I moved to this stupid city?"

"The international choice cuisine?" Alex's heart was not in that joke, but she felt like it was necessary. This was too much. It was all too much and it was out there and she was not sure how to survive it.

Kara grinned. "Okay, that is a bonus and it definitely makes the city less stupid, but this would've been way too overwhelming for me. I used to wonder how Kal-El survived in Metropolis. There everything is constant, never ending. But, for me, you're here and you make it all worth it."

Alex could not even look at Kara, but she managed a question. "Are you sure?"

"As sure as my body has been for years. I love you, Alex, and I want to spend my life with you."

Alex sighed. "I love you, too…"

"But?"

"You're my sister."

"No, I'm an alien from another world who lived in your house, under your protection for my teenage years. Yes, we're close, but we're not blood-related. I'm not trying to downplay our relationship, Alex. The circumstances that connect us are the ones bonding us together. If this is too much for you, we can put it aside. I've always been happy to simply be around you." Kara caressed her cheek.

Alex wanted to say they should forget about this, leave it aside and go back to their normal lives, but that was impossible. She had tasted the forbidden fruit. Her next rut would be the death of her if she could not have this again, especially if Kara was going to continue smelling that way around her. Beyond that, Kara was right.

Alex did not have much family to speak of. Before Kara, it was just her and her parents. She had friends, though. When Kara first arrived, they thought she was weird, of course, but as time went by they thought Alex was sort of weird, too, for how close she was with Kara. There had been jokes about Kara having a crush on her or her having a crush on Kara. She quelled those with anger and violence. In college, also, roommates and friends joked about her relationship with Kara. It seemed the world thought their relationship was not quite sisterly. It never really felt sisterly to her, either. It was just something her mother told her every chance she got, just like she repeatedly told Alex to protect Kara and look out for her. Her mother had not been wrong on the latter two, so why would she be wrong on the former?

"Kara, I don't want to take advantage of you," Alex said.

"You're not. I'm not the scared, naive little alien girl who first arrived on the planet, Alex. I've met tons of humans and aliens alike. I've got friends from all over. No one has ever meant the same to me as you do and no one has ever made me feel the way you do."

Kara sounded so convinced while Alex felt like she could crumble inside all over again. She had spent so many years running from these feelings, so many years feeling dirty and ashamed over these feelings, and so many years trying to drown these emotions with every vice imaginable. She could not just do a complete 180, even though her life would never be the same after this.

Alex took a deep breath. "I need to take this slow." Oh, yeah, you say that now after you've fucked her every way possible for the past two days.

With a small smile, Kara stroked her cheek again. "We can go as slow as you like. I just need you to know that you're everything to me and your feelings matter. We can do whatever you want."

"Okay." Alex swallowed down a request to be released. She knew it was just her inner alpha. She was not supposed to be held. She was supposed to hold, but right now, being held was the only thing keeping her from falling apart.

She was not sure how long they stayed there, on the floor, cuddled close. Alex just knew it would take more time to come to grips with this, but she would. There was no going back, not after Kara's confession, not after sleeping together. And, she wanted to press forward.

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Vasquez watched as Agent Danvers worked with an odd smile on her face. Yesterday, the agent had missed an entire day, which was beyond weird. She did not approach the agent, but she could not help calling Lucy.

"Agent Danvers is at work, smiling. What do you think it means?" Vasquez asked as she tucked herself in a corner for some privacy.

"I think it means she'll be fine from now on and you won't have to spar with her to get her through her ruts, but that doesn't mean I don't want to see you spar with her sometime," Lucy replied.

Vasquez accepted that. It was something to look forward to. So, she left Agent Danvers smiling down her microscope and went about her business.

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The End.

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