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Disclaimer: No, I do not own Kim Possible or any characters associated with the show.
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"Soon! Soon the world will bow before me!" Drakken cackled from on high.
Kim looked up at Drakken from the central chamber of his mountain lair, making sure that all his attention was focused on her. She was playing for time, knowing that Ron was already sabotaging whatever nefarious plan was being hatched. Hands on her hips, she glared defiantly at Drakken, the moans and groans of his henchmen all around her. She had barely raised a sweat in downing them. She took a brief second to admire all the Christmas decoration on the walls, her gaze settling on the massive laser hanging from the ceiling. It was new, and little unsettling.
"With my dream-a-lizer," Drakken yelled, "I shall find out everyone's deepest, darkest secrets, and I will use them to conquer the world!" He leaned over the railing, grinning madly at Kim. "And you, Kim Possible, will be unable to stop me!"
"Is he serious," Kim whispered out of the corner of her mouth.
"Who knows?" Shego replied, burping. This close she smelled of alcohol, and it amused Kim.
"And why's he dressed as Santa?"
"Don't ask."
If Kim didn't have to worry about Drakken and his laser, she would certainly be paying more attention Shego. It wasn't that Shego was her ultimate nemesis and her equal in most things, it was Shego's festive jumper, jaunty party hat, and rosy cheeks that screamed at Kim to say something. They were so out of character.
"Now taste defeat, Kim Possible!
"Uh, Dr. D–" Shego began, raising a finger.
She along with Kim were both in the firing line of the massive laser, but Drakken was too far gone in his rant to notice. He pulled a lever, and it was immediately followed by alarms going off as smoke poured from the laser, then by a triumphant Rufus wiggling out of the machine. Faster than the eye could follow, a reddish beam shot from the damaged laser and richoted about the room, striking Kim and Shego in the back.
"Uh-oh!" Rufus chittered, looking down at the two unconscious women.
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Kim's eyes snapped open and she sprung to her feet, the world an endless black void around her.
"Hello?" she called out, but here was no answer. She cupped her hands around her mouth, and yelled, "Ron?" Then, as an afterthought. "Shego?"
The darkness swallowed up the sound of her voice. She was utterly alone.
Drakken screwed up, as usual.
She walked in one direction for a while, stopping as the temperature dropped.
Is that snow? she held out a hand, then tilted her head. And are those Christmas carols?
She looked up, down, and around for the source of the music, then noticed her attire. Gone were her mission clothes, replaced by a sexy Santa's helper outfit. She didn't know if she could even call it that, the costume more risqué than most lingerie. As for the Christmas tree designs in her fishnet stockings and the snowflake motif on her high heels…
I don't know what Drakken was hoping to accomplish, but this is all a big fail.
She felt a familiar presence behind her and smiled in relief.
"Ron!" she happily cried as she turned about.
It wasn't Ron. It was Shego. Or it was Ms. Go. Or it was the both of them blended together. Kim's jaw dropped, but not from the subtle changes on that pale green face, it was the fact that Shego was wearing practically nothing. Kim tried to say something as she stared at her nemesis, Shego barely covered in multi-colored, festive ribbons, glitter, and a red bow atop her head.
"Sh-Shego?" Kim managed to get out.
"Well, doy! Who did you expected?"
"Who did I expect? I expected Ron! He's my deepest desire! Not a- a laser-induced hallucination of you!"
"I think," Shego replied, sauntering closer, "that you and your subconscious need to have long, hard chat, hm?"
"I do NOT think about you– Her, like this!" Kim snapped, stamping her foot.
"Lieing, Kimmie? I'm disappointed in you. It's really not your thing."
"I'm so not!"
"Then why else is little ol' dream me here?"
"I don't know!"
"Well, I do." She grabbed the end of a ribbon and held it out. "It's a little early for opening presents, but go on, unwrap me."
"Shego! I– N-No–" Kim spluttered, turning away. Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my god! Wh-Why is this happening to me? Running away was not an option, this was all in her head. It's all Drakken's fault! He screwed things up, so that's why I'm thinking about–
"Are you sure, Cupcake?" Shego whispered, her face next to Kim's.
Kim froze, a first when facing Shego, and all she could do was stare straight ahead as slim arms wrapped themselves around her waist, pulling her into the warm body behind. The shock of her inaction continued as a hand snaked its way down her stomach, the other rising to caress the swell of her breasts.
No. "No!" she yelped, jumping away and spinning about.
There was no one there, she was alone once again. Red faced and completely flustered, she backed away, fists at the ready for her phantom attacker. She kept on the move as she pictured Ron, focusing on her boyfriend and willing him into existence. She closed her eyes and really tried to make him appear, but when she opened them, there was no one.
She signed, blinked, and then she wasn't alone.
In the distance she spied a four-poster bed festooned with cheery Christmas lights, and laying on the bed was Shego.
"You've been a very good girl this year, so it's time for me to be very, very naughty with you," Shego called out.
Kim huffed and turned away, the bed somehow staying in front of her. She backed away, keeping it in her field of vision, but when she blinked it was gone. With some trepidation she glanced over her shoulder, the bed right behind her.
"I'm not interested in you, she wailed.
"So you say, but here I am," Shego replied.
"I'm me! I know who I want! What I like!"
"Oh really?" Shego said, rolling off the bed and advancing.
Stay cool, Kim. Stay cool. She stood her ground, fists clenched. Beat her with logic, and maybe that'll set me free.
"So, Kimmie, how does it make you feel when you fight the real Shego?"
"It's, uh… It's fun." See? easy.
"Is that all it is? When your bloods pumping, fists are flying, and you're coming at her like nothing else matters in the world. I think you can admit that it's a bit more than just fun?"
"It's a lot of fun, okay? But that just because she challenges me."
"And when you get the best of her? Let's not forget how that makes you feel?"
"Because I've stopped a villain, and helped save the world!"
"Yes, you've stopped her. Then you're on top of her and holding her down. On the other hand, what about when she captures you? When you're her prisoner? Tell me, Cupcake, when you get home, what do you get up to in the shower on the days she dominates you?"
"I–"
"Yes. See?"
"I'm a teenager. And stay out of my head!"
"I can't. I'm you, remember? So you can't hide anything from me. Especially all these deep, dark yearnings you've been burying for so long."
"No… It's just–" She dropped her head, the world having gone mad.
"I'm not here to hurt you," Shego said, tracing a finger down Kim's cheek. "I'm here to help."
"It's not like that, honest," Kim replied. "I'm not–"
"I can show you, if you like?"
It's a trap, she automatically thought, shaking her head. I can't. I shouldn't. She looked up into eyes that she never thought she would trust. This is crazy! What am I doing? This is crazy! She bit her lip, needing to set the record straight.
"How?" she asked.
"First, I capture you," Shego said. She pulled down a cord of Christmas lights from the bed and gently bound Kim's wrists together. "Then I hold you prisoner." She pulled the cord tight, Kim's arms now straight above her. "Then you unwrap your present." She pulled on one of the ribbons on her body, unwinding it around herself. She continued to remove various ribbons until there was more on the floor than on her.
Kim stared at that statuesque form, very little left to her imagination. She closed her eyes, but that only enhanced what was lurking underneath. What she had been denying for a while now. Being restrained, held against her will, it made her light headed with excitement … with every flex of her bound wrists.
"I–" She sighed and dropped her head, and accepted her kink. "Okay, I enjoy being tied up, but that doesn't mean I like you–"
Pale green lips crashed against her own, cutting her off. Then they were gone. Before she could catch her breath, they were back and kissing the life out of her. She mewled softly at the sensation, her lips acquiescing to the hungry tongue dominating her mouth. She strained against her bonds, the intensity of Shego's passion catching her off-guard. None of it was real, she knew that. But it was her dream, her fantasy, and it was all happening so fast.
Shego suddenly pulled away, a band of saliva glistening from her lip to Kim's.
"Merry Christmas, Princess," Shego whispered, their eyes meeting.
Kim could not reply, lost in the unexpected sensations cascading through her. Then, with a smirk and a hungry growl, Shego lunged forwards, kissing Kim so passionately their teeth clinked together. As Shego nipped at her lip, Kim opened her mouth wider, Shego's tongue diving deep into her throat.
Kim shivered, a loud moan escaping her as she arched into her sexy nemesis.
She was panting hard and sucking in huge lungfuls of air when she realized that Shego was kneeling before her. She tried to back away, the bed stopping her. She knew where this was going. Kissing and making out in a dream were one thing, this … this was going way too far.
Okay, I kinda like her, but I'm not ready for this. "Shego, no–"
"Sorry, Kimmie, no can do. It seems you want this bad, so I want it as well."
Everything was spinning out of control.
Kim lashed out with a foot, but it was easily intercepted then bound to the bedpost. Her other flailing leg was captured and roped to the opposite post. It left her spread-eagled and completely at Shego's mercy. She desperately struggled against her bonds, but it was no use. She was helpless.
"My, my, my, you're like the perfect little Christmas angel for atop my tree," Shego said, her gaze devouring Kim.
Kim silently cursed her inappropriate elf costume as sharp nails raked their way up her inner thigh, then up under her indecently short skirt. Paralyzed as deft fingers ripped her panties off in one quick motion.
Her mouth went dry. This was actually going to happen.
"It's time you played with your present," Shego said, happily.
"Shego, I–"
Kim inhaled sharply as her ass was grabbed, and she was pulled close as Shego eagerly dived down between her thighs. Her head flew back, unable to breathe as an incredibly warm tongue disappeared between virginal folds, the erotic kiss turning into long, soft licks.
Ohhh…! "Oh God! Oh God! Oh! Oh…!" she softly cried, goosebumps covering her body.
For the first time in her life, she was completely overwhelmed, her chest heaving with the effort of drawing breath. Her hands twisted in their restraints as she fought the good fight, but it was a losing battle. She arched against that incredible tongue, no longer caring if this was a dream or not. She needed this. And inevitably, she shuddered then tensed, her entire being on fire.
"Please– I can't– No–" she breathlessly stuttered.
Then she let out a long, high keen as she came all over her lover's face, again … and again … and again.
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Kim regained consciousness and groaned, her head feeling like it was splitting apart. She opened her eyes to find herself draped protectively over Shego, and to the sights and sounds of smoke, fires, and blaring alarms. Levering herself up on one arm, she looked around, Drakken's lair falling apart about them.
This is bad!
She urgently turned back to Shego, their eyes meeting only a few inches apart. Fantasizing about her nemesis was not what Kim was used to. She scooted back as Shego scrambled away, each of their faces a deep, blushing hue.
How can I ever look at her the same way again? Fight her? After we–
"What did you see?" Shego demanded, her voice cracking.
"No-Nothing!" Kim replied, looking away. She hated lying, but there was no way she could articulate what she just been through. "What did you see?"
"Not a thing! Not a Goddamn thing!" Shego quickly replied.
They sat there in silence as the base fell down around them, Kim's surreptitious gaze drawn to Shego's chest. She felt conflicting emotions over what she had experienced. She had a boyfriend, and was content with Ron. On the other hand, her inner self had opened up her eyes as to how she felt about Shego.
They both looked up at the screaching sound of metal, a massive girder falling towards them.
Kim rolled away, the girder's impact sending up a cloud of dust and detritus. Coughing and choking she climbed to her feet, unsure which way was out or where Shego had ended up.
I can't leave without her! She cupped her hands around her mouth, and yelled, "Shego?"
"There you are," Shego said, coming into view. "Come on, we've gotta get outta here!" She held out a hand. "The whole place is going to explode!"
Kim tentatively reached out and took the offered hand, noting how warm it felt. Together they turned and ran for the distant exit, their fingers lacing together.
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"Well… crap!" Shego muttered, as she and Kim watched the top of the mountain explode. They were a safe distance away, no sign of Drakken, Ron or Rufus as yet. Wade had informed Kim that they were all perfectly fine, just a little lost on the far side of the mountain.
"What's wrong," Kim asked, watching another explosion rock the abandoned base.
"All my clothes were in there, and I'd just packed for my holiday."
"So you've got nowhere to stay?"
"Meh, maybe. I could crash at Go Tower for a bit, but I think I'd rather pull my teeth out than be around Hego for the holidays." She ran her hands through her hair and sighed. "I really need a drink after… everything." She glanced at Kim. "Care to join me?"
"Eighteen."
"Coffee, then? I know this cute little place nearby, while we wait for the boys to show up."
"Sure!" Kim replied, enthusiastically.
They turned and headed down the mountainside, both lost in their thoughts.
"Here's an idea," Kim said, bumping her shoulder into Shego's. "You could, um… stay with me. Over the holidays. If you like?"
She watched Shego's step falter as her eyes went wide, but she quickly recovered.
"Kimmie, before today, no way. Right now…" She seemed to wrestle with some inner conflict. "Right now I'm gonna go with okay."
"Spankin!" Kim exclaimed, and in her enthusiasm she gave Shego a quick hug. "Gotta say, you'll fit right in with that Christmas jumper."
"Don't even get me started on it," Shego muttered, though she did smile. "Hey, Kimmie?" she asked, her brow furrowing.
"Hm?
"Where will I sleep? I know you always have family visiting during the holidays."
"Oh… I was thinking, you know. That with family and rooms and such. That you, could, um… sleep up with me? In my bed. Ifthat'sokaywithyou?"
She had seen Shego blush as Ms. Go, but she had never seen her cheeks go this dark before. What was going on in Shego's head, Kim could only wonder, and she did, especially if it had anything to do with Drakken's dream-a-lizer.
Did you experience something similar? Maybe we've got some talking to do? She bit her lip. And maybe I'll get to unwrap my present, again?
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I decided I wanted to do a Christmas themed story. So with only half a day left before Christmas, this is what you get. It's rough, but I hope you enjoy.