Ron Stoppable walked up the flight of stairs to his apartment after a long day at work. He and his girlfriend Kim had moved into an apartment together over the summer for their senior year of college at Upperton University. It was only October, but he and Kim had managed to resolve many of the issues involving apartment life by then. One such issue was who would provide dinner on what days of the week. They had compromised by deciding that Ron would do the dinners on the weekdays and Kim on the weekends as long as Kim did the laundry for the both of them. Ron preferred to steer clear of what he deemed as "Kim clothes" anyway. Except for the times when he was taking said articles of clothing off Kim.
Usually Ron would come home earlier and have the time to cook up something for dinner. It took more time out of his day, but a homemade meal was cheaper than takeout and he enjoyed taking the time to practice some of his cooking for the culinary classes he was taking. However today had hit him hard with long hours of both school and work so he swung by Bueno Nacho on the way home. He had learned that Kim wouldn't complain so long as he didn't bring home the greasy Mexican heaven more than once a week.
Ron trudged up the final steps to the floor he lived on and walked down the hallway. When he reached his destination, he tried the door. Surprisingly, it was locked, indicating that Kim wasn't home yet.
"This is strange," he mumbled to himself. Kim would usually home by then. She would normally notify him if she was going out with some girlfriends or staying late at the university to study. However Ron knew that Kim was capable of keeping herself out of trouble so he didn't worry much about it.
He fished in his pocket for the keys while holding his dinner in the other hand. At first, his efforts were futile. "Come on, come on!" Ron grumbled. The deep pockets on his cargo pants were good for holding many items, however that made it difficult when he wanted to retrieve something. It was also proving difficult to maintain his balance as he tried to dig deeper into his pocket. Then with a tired sigh, Ron realized that he had dropped his keys in his left pocket today. He almost always made sure his belongings were organized on his person, but apparently today he was just a mess.
Ron switched hands, dug around in his other pocket and quickly found they keys. He unlocked the door, walked in, and closed it behind him. There weren't any lights on, but he preferred it that way. The dark helped calm his senses, and he could see very well in the dark.
He went into the kitchen, dragging his feet and what felt like the rest of his body behind him. Ron preferred company when he ate, so he put the Bueno Nacho in the microwave to keep it warm until Kim got home. He emptied his pockets, putting his wallet, keys, and phone in their usual place and throwing some empty candy wrappers in the trash.
He walked over to his bedroom to check on Rufus. When Ron peeked his head in, Rufus was happily snoozing away. Rufus had been sleeping more often recently, but Ron had to admit that Rufus's age was catching up to him. With a sad smile, Ron took a wedge of Rufus's favorite cheese out of his pocket and placed it next to the mole rat. "For you, little buddy," he whispered, knowing that his pet would be quite happy when he awoke.
Unbeknownst to him, a pair of glowing green eyes watched him from behind a mask as Ron silently made his way out of the room and closed the door.
Ron pulled his shirt over his head, throwing it over some of his other previously discarded articles of clothing on the floor. His socks and shoes followed. He took off his belt and let his pants hang loosely on his hips. Free of the restraints brought on him by his apparel, he crashed down on the couch with his back against an armrest and one leg hanging off the side.
"Ahhhhhhh," he sighed, letting the days troubles out of his mind. He grabbed the remote and turned on the television to further numb his senses and forget about the stressful day he had.
He was starting to slip into a state of temporary vegetation when a catlike silhouette slipped out of the bedroom. Ron did not notice the feline figure as it prowled on the floor towards the television. A moment later and Ron's source of distraction from reality was lost. Quickly, he sat up to find the reason for the sudden loss of power to the mind-numbing trash.
Suddenly, his eyes met those of the sexiest woman in form-fitting leopard tights who was holding the plug to the television in her hand. Not just any woman, but a certain very attractive, redheaded young woman who wore a devious smile.
Kim was dressed in her Sheela costume that Ron had only seen her in one other time. The last time, he was only able to steal quick glances at his friend that he hoped she wouldn't notice. Now, Kim was standing in front of him and for the first time he was allowed to take all of it in.
Ron's eyes followed her knee-high, black leather boots to her narrow hips and slender waist, up to her tempting breasts. She swayed her long tail side to side with her black elbow-length gloved hands. Kim's auburn hair flowed like water over her shoulders as she sauntered towards Ron. She eyed him lustfully from behind her cowl, her cat ears seeming to be listening to his beating heart.
Now she was poised over Ron, her long, flowing hair inches from his face. Taking advantage Ron's lack of cognitive thought due to her well-played entrance to the room, Kim pounced and had Ron's arms in her grip and above his head in less than a second. She pressed one of her costume-clad legs down on his. Kim purred as she brought her head close to Ron's ear and pressed her body full against him.
"Kim…" Ron started to whisper, but he could say no more as she brought her lips to his and kissed him, hard. By then, there was no hiding Ron's reaction to his girlfriend's advances, especially since she had her sensitive area pressed hard against his member. They continued to kiss, and Kim let go of her grip on Ron's forearm to slide her hands down to his biceps. Then she wrapped her arms around his neck to bring herself closer still.
They parted for some much-needed air. Then Kim started to move her hips back and forth. She let out an unmistakable moan, and Ron almost grunted back as she ground her pelvis down on him. Ron finally gained the courage to wrap his arms tightly around Kim, pressing their bodies together again. He moved his body together with Kim's, further increasing the sensation going over both of them. Ron moved his hands down Kim's back and grabbed her rear. He used his grip to grind harder into her, inciting pleasurable moans from both of them.
Kim pushed herself up with a sly grin. She moved down his chest, planting a line of kisses from his neck to his waistline. Kim placed her hand on his trousers and began to rub him through his pants. Her smile widened when Ron moaned in response. She liked the reaction that she was getting out of him.
Eventually, Kim grew impatient. She undid the front of Ron's trousers and hooked her thumbs in his boxers. Seductively, she slowly tugged his garments off. When she grabbed ahold of him with her gloved hand, a shockwave spread up his spine, and he moaned.
Taking it as a good sign, Kim lowered her head and wrapped her soft lips around his member. She used her one hand to brush back stray hairs every so often and the other to stroke Ron while she bobbed her head. She licked all around it, savoring the taste. She was definitely enjoying Ron's reaction.
Kim scooted back up next to him and silently pleaded to be let free. Ron understood and pulled back her cowl to stare into her beautiful face. He pulled the zipper on her back down. When he got it down to the small of her back, Kim dipped her head down and kissed Ron again. She struggled to free her arms from the sleeves, and once they were free, Ron pushed the tights down below her waist. It was then that he realized that Kim was wearing nothing underneath.
She stood up to take off her boots and remove the costume. Ron sucked in a breath as he was greeted with the perfection of his girlfriend. Soft, elegant mounds of pure bliss desperately called for his attention, and finely-trimmed, short, red hair covered the skin just above the most beautiful thing Ron had ever seen in his life.
"You like, hmmm?" Kim asked with delight. Ron was speechless and could only gawk and nod his head in response. She slid her nude body back over Ron's, purring as she did so.
Ron's breathing increased when he felt her hard nipples on his chest and the damp warmth that greeted his member. This time, Ron took action by wrapping his arms around Kim and sliding his hard shaft against her increasingly wet womanhood. She moaned as he brought his lips up to her earlobe and sucked on it playfully.
Their breathing increased, and Kim moved her legs around Ron's to spread herself as he ground against her. She gripped his shoulders harder as an almost animalistic desire enveloped them.
"Please," Kim begged him. "Please now."
Ron responded by grabbing his shaft and pressing up into her. She let out an inaudible scream and her eyes rolled back in her head as he filled her. He slid out and then back in again, this time pressing himself fully into her. Ron grabbed her hips and slowly increased his speed. He was pleased when he heard Kim begging him to go faster. She moved her body with his, falling into an increasingly pleasurable rhythm. Both of them were induced into a lustful trance where only they existed. Kim's moaning filled the room, which only aroused Ron even more.
As the lovers continued to move together, a blush covered their chests and faces, and a light sheen formed on their skin. Kim's moans became more and more audible as she neared her climax.
Kim knew she was close and breathed out, "Ron, I'm gonna… I'm gonna…" He wrapped his arms all the way around her for the final thrusts before she released. Kim moaned his name in blissful contentment when she was overcome by a wave of ecstasy. Soon after, she collapsed on top of him and let her breathing settle.
Ron pulled out only for a moment to turn their bodies so that he was now over Kim. He slid himself back in and increased to the desired pace, and she wrapped her legs around him. Ron grabbed onto her waist and used it to pull himself to her every time he thrust. Kim grabbed on to the couch cushions for dear life and she moaned higher and higher.
Soon, Kim was building up again and Ron knew that he was getting close as well. Ron continued to pound into her, making sure that she had no choice but to release. Kim was so overwhelmed that she dug her fingernails into his back when she finally climaxed. A spasm shook her body, and she screamed in pleasure.
When Kim shuddered against Ron, her insides clenched all around him, and he couldn't hold it back any longer. He grunted as he buried himself deep inside her and exploded. Kim moaned in delight and satisfaction when she felt his hot load filling her.
Ron fell on his side next to Kim as he let his breathing slow. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he wrapped his tightly around the small of her back. Kim pulled Ron in for a series of her soft, wonderful kisses before burying her head in his shoulder.
Ron reached out with his arm and grabbed a nearby comforter. He pulled it over himself and Kim. Ron sighed in content while he held her, expunged of all stress from his day and forgetting about his uneaten dinner. He drifted off knowing that this was the person he wanted to spend the rest of life with.