She jumped from rooftop to rooftop, leaping through the air, graceful. A pair of binoculars watched her ascent to the master suite of the hotel. Shego broke into the window with her plasma, melting the glass so that she could climb in and scout the place for valuables. Another figure climbed in behind her and she lashed out, green skin meeting white. A roundhouse to her head but nothing Shego could't handle. She dived and kicked out the younger woman's feet from under her. She landed on top of her and pinned Kim down. 'Don't move,' Shego rasped. Kim growled beneath her and kicked her off of her. Shego grabbed the pearls from the dresser and dived out the window. Kim jumped out after her and they stood on the rooftop watching each other. 'Don't you ever think about coming with me Princess?' "Never!" Kim shouted. Shego closed the gap before Kim had time to react and kissed her hard, black lipstick smearing onto her cheek. 'Don't lie to yourself. Rebel.' And with that Shego was gone. Kim watched the faint glow of her plasma disappear, still touching her lips.

The New Shit

Marylinn Manson

Kim didn't go to clubs that often, but after her breakup with Ron, it seemed like the sensible thing to do. She stopped by the bar and took a shot or five and made her way into the pulsing mass of bodies, the smell of weed filling her senses. She started moving with the rhythm, forgetting why she was upset. She felt hands on her and leaned into the body they belonged to. "I didn't think you danced Princess." Shego whispered in her ear. "Only when I'm tipsy," Kim giggled back, not caring that she was grinding against her arch nemesis. "Well, let's see how well you do Kimmy." Shego pulled her harder against her, running her hands down her sides, surprising herself at her boldness. Kim obliged and rolled her hips, feeling the heat of the room growing. Kim turned around and wrapped her arms around the older woman. "Come home with me, Shego." Shego smiled and kissed her ear, whispering, "You'll regret it in the morning.' "I don't care."

Shake that ass for me

Eminem

Shego was angry at Drakken and the world. She slipped out of her suit and into a sexy piece she had sworn she'd never wear and made her way down the street to the nearest bar, ignoring all of the catcalls that followed the clack of her heels.

Kim was in a short skirt, and was displaying every ounce of talent cheerleading had taught her in the middle of the dance floor. She ducked down into a split and lifted her ass into the air, almost daring someone to make a move. A woman walked up behind her and started grinding against her in time to the music, much to the joy of the men in the bar. Kim's hands moved down over her bare legs, tinted blue in the lights. The woman spun her around and brought her hips lower to the ground, more in time with their breath than to the music. Kim smiled at the strangely familiar face embroidered by raven hair and decided to see how far this woman was willing to go. Kim took a step back and spun her hips and was met by the expected hands twirling around with her. Shego whispered in her ear, 'Don't recognize me, Kimmy?'

Hips Swing