I don't own these characters.
A/N: just to clear up from the last chapter when Tara asks Bonnie about male homosexuality happening where she comes from is something brought on from Ancient Rome, Greece, and Japan since male homosexuality was in these cultures. I brought it up because you rarely, if ever, hear about female homosexuality being acceptable in any culture, but male homosexuality seems almost common in the Ancient world. So, male homosexuality is something accepted in Bonnie's culture, but not female.
10: Where to Begin
Bonnie and Tara became fast friends over the course of a couple of days. Bonnie remained in her apartments for those days, not wanting to risk seeing Shego. Shego had not bothered her, not summoned her. She would not have gone if Shego had.
Tara came there every morning and stayed until Bonnie fell asleep late a night. They ate meals together and tried to teach each other a few games, but neither was a good tutor. They mostly talked about "girly" or "wealthy" things; many things Bonnie was shocked a barbarian even thought about.
All of her life, Bonnie had been brought up to think that barbarians were uncultured, filthy sub-humans that only thought about warfare and killing. She had been told they did not know anything about the finer things in life, like wonderful silk, fine wine, or refined games. Now, she saw that was not true from her stint in the Goh Empire, but Tara proved it wrong even more so than others had already done.
Tara was nothing like the other Goh citizens Bonnie had met throughout her month with Shego. Tara was not a soldier. She also was not an engineer of any kind, working in the Goh war machine. She did not have any role in the Goh army.
Tara was pretty much just a regular young noblewoman, even though she admitted she sneaked around to be in an entertainment troupe as an acrobat and dancer. Like most places, in the Goh Empire, being an entertainer was sort of like the bottom of the social standing. It was not right for a woman of Tara's status to sneak around in a troupe and she would definitely be in a lot of trouble if she were ever found out.
The pair connected through Tara showing Bonnie some of her moves. Bonnie easily picked up on them and confessed she had always been interested in dancing. Bonnie used to practice moves in secret, knowing if her father or her sisters ever caught her, there would be hell to pay.
"That explains why your body looks like that," Tara commented with a bright smile. She had wondered about Bonnie being built something like her and Kim.
Bonnie looked confused for a moment, thinking she was being insulted. She then remembered her form was not so unusual in the Goh Empire. She smiled back at Tara, not sure what to say to the observation.
"One day, we should go out and I'll introduce you to my troupe. You'll love it," Tara offered.
"That would be great," the foreign princess agreed. She had never been out to dance and she had never been introduced to troupe before. She would not mind it and was already looking forward to it.
Bonnie felt rather comfortable around Tara; it was not an unusual phenomenon when Tara was involved. Tara was a warm individual, after all. Tara liked making people comfortable around her and it was a Porter family trait. Besides, Tara found herself liking Bonnie, even though the western princess had a bit of an edge to her that was not user friendly. She would bet that was one of the characteristics that lead the Queen to like Bonnie. It was something she personally could do without.
Other than the edge, Tara liked that Bonnie was interested in some of the same things she was interested in. It was also nice to be around someone who was not a warrior. It was very rare for Tara to meet up with someone not connected to the Goh war machine in someway, so it was refreshing to have Bonnie around. They could talk about anything and fighting or conquest never came up.
The two currently sat in one of Bonnie's room around a fire. It was a particularly chilly day, alerting them that winter was truly upon them. They chatted while sharing a platter of various little snack foods, many of which Bonnie had never heard of. They had drinks, too, not too sweet and not strong.
"If you were here this summer, we could've gone to the market. They had a lot great things there in summer, especially this summer. Me and my aunt went crazy there," Tara reported with a laugh before taking a piece of flat bread with honey from the platter.
"Aunt?" Bonnie questioned curiously, an eyebrow arched. She then sipped from her small golden goblet.
"Oh, you've kinda met her before. My aunt Vivian. She's like a mother to me since my mom died when I was little. I don't even really remember my mom, but my aunt's been there for me forever as far as I can tell," Tara answered with a smile. Fondness sparkled in her eyes. She doubted her voice or expression would ever do her feelings justice. The affection she felt for her aunt was brilliant because Vivian was like a mother to her.
"Vivian?" Bonnie echoed and then she looked thoughtful for a moment.
"The blond woman with Betty," Tara decided to fill her in. She was not too sure if Bonnie would remember her aunt since Bonnie was not showing any signs of remembering the night of the festival.
Bonnie's face scrunched up a bit and then she recalled the rather frisky blond woman who had been with Betty, not just at the festival, but at the celebration from the first night that she was there. She then looked at Tara and realized she might have offended the dancer, considering the fact she had not spoken highly of Betty or female couples when they met. Tara smiled, that sweet, caring, understanding smile she had.
"It's okay," Tara assured her friend while finishing off her piece of sweet bread. She went in for another bit.
Bonnie was going to say something, but then suddenly she was starting to remember other things from the festival. She had been drinking a lot, like Tara told her was probably the case because of the company she kept that night. They had been having a good time though, she recollected. She could not recall going into Shego's bedroom, though.
"So, are you…?" Bonnie asked, trailing off because she did not know how to finish the inquiry without sounding rude. She was not looking to chase her new friend off, so she tried to figure out what would be the most diplomatic way to ask what she wanted to know.
"What?" Tara countered, not sure where her new friend was going with her unfinished question.
Bonnie glanced away for a moment, studying the floor quite hard. "Um… into women too?"
Tara chuckled a bit. "Oh, not really." She then began to blush and play with her hands.
Bonnie smiled a bit. "Oh, you have a secret. Do tell."
"No, no, no. If I tell you a secret, you have to tell me one in return," the good-natured woman bargained.
Bonnie did not think that was such a big thing. It was not like she had any real secrets and even if she did and she told Tara, soon she would be home and being in the Goh Empire would seem like a bad dream. Their exchange of secrets was really just for entertainment as far as she was concerned.
"Well, I used to have a crush on Kim's husband," Tara started.
"Kim? You mean the Queen's sister?" Bonnie inquired, sounding interested already. It seemed Tara had a rather deep secret.
"Yeah, that Kim. She's a friend of mine. Before she married her husband, I had a big crush on him while she had a big crush on someone she shouldn't have," Tara said in a bit of a singsong voice because she was rather amused.
"Oh?" Bonnie asked, intrigued with this news. It was something she could use against that pest of a princess if she ever left her apartments again.
"Yeah," Tara paused and blushed a bit more. "He's a musician that plays in the Queen's court a lot…"
"You like him now?" Bonnie guessed because of the coy way Tara was behaving.
She would bet whomever Tara liked now was a step up from Kim's husband. She had not seen much of Ron – she thought his name was anyway – since he did not hang around the palace that often, but what she did see was not impressive to her. He was loud most of the time, talking too often and about nothing of any importance in her opinion, his hair was a mess, and he wandered around with a naked rodent in his pocket. She did not even add on that he was not the most affectionate husband in the world because she had not seen him even hold hands with Kim. She did not understand how a princess, which Kim was even though that in and of itself was hard to believe, could be allowed to marry such an obvious idiot.
Tara looked away and nodded mutely while smiling. She had gotten over her crush on Ron only to follow along Kim's crush. It was almost like they had changed emotions, even though she had gotten over Ron a few months before Kim had taken notice of the guy. Now, if only she could do something about her crush aside for have an affair.
"So, what're you, messing around with him?" Bonnie asked. She had lived quite the sheltered life, but she was old enough to know that noblewomen sometimes had affairs with men they were not supposed to, namely men who were not their husbands or men who were below their status.
Tara giggled shyly and shook her head. "No, I don't want it to seem meaningless. I mean, I really like him and he really likes me. My aunt told me that I should tell him to join the army and it should be all right for us to really be together, but I don't want him to be gone for most of the year. It would be nice though because my father wouldn't be mad about it when he finds out."
Bonnie nodded. "At least you have a way to get around it." She doubted there would be a way for her to get around something like wanting to marry someone beneath her. Her father would tell her who to marry and that was that, she knew that for a fact.
"Yeah, I'm going to talk to Betty about it soon and maybe she'll help," Tara said with a small smile and a nod. Betty would help her, but she was not sure how the help would come or what extent the help would go to.
"She can help?" Bonnie asked curiously.
"Oh, yeah. You don't get that close to the Queen and not be able to get away with a few things. You should know that," Tara answered, teasing a bit.
The good-will hostage made a face and huffed a bit. "Whatever," she replied with an attitude, turning her nose up for a moment.
"Okay, now, you have to tell me what I want to know," Tara said.
"Go ahead and ask me something," Bonnie replied with a shrug. She doubted Tara could even come up with something truly scandalous because she was quite the little sweetheart. Tara probably wants to know something silly, the brunette thought.
"Do you like the Queen?" Tara asked, a sly smirk gracing her soft features.
Bonnie's mouth dropped open and her eyes went wide, causing her eyebrows to shoot up. She took a sip from her cup to cover up her surprise. She honestly had not expected something like that to come up, especially in such a blunt manner. Tara was kind enough not to laugh at the face Bonnie was currently making. Bonnie had to take a deep breath after her drink went down in order to calm herself enough to answer the question.
"I… I never really thought about it," the princess answered. "If I did, I don't anymore," she decided right then and there.
"Yeah? You should think about it. Are you going to talk to her about what happened any time soon?" Tara asked, cocking her head to the side slightly as she spoke. Her sky-colored eyes were laced with deep concern because she knew the only way for Bonnie and the Queen to move on was to talk about what happened, but the tanned hostage did not seem eager to talk.
"I don't know," Bonnie admitted and now she was getting a bit annoyed, which could be heard in her voice. Her eyes flashed a bit, showing her change in mood. She did not want to discuss that incident.
"You should. If you let it fester, you'll get a… a…" Tara stopped and tried to think of the word she wanted. "A phobia," she finished, throwing her fist up in triumph. She hoped the word she needed was "phobia."
Bonnie laughed a bit, figuring Tara actually meant to say "trauma" and not "phobia." Either way, she knew what her friend meant. If she did just allow the unknown to stay on her mind, she would eventually be bothered by Shego's very existence. Shego could turn into some big scary monster in her mind and she did not need that. She was not going to allow any more monsters in her life considering the fact that she had only recently gotten rid of two of them; those two would be her older sisters. She just wanted to get her head together before being around Shego again.
Thanks to Tara, Bonnie was left to ponder certain things, which she did late that night while she was alone and lying in bed. Did she like Shego? She had not considered it before. It seemed stupid to her to like Shego when Shego was her captor. Shego was the one who held her prisoner while waiting for tribute from her father. Shego was the one that got her sent to barbarian lands, but oddly enough, she had stopped resenting those facts days into her stay in the Goh Empire.
She supposed she liked Shego, before the incident anyway. Beyond the fact that Shego irked her by making her a servant and always winning their verbal bouts, she guessed Shego was pretty good to her. Shego had given her a half-dozen of her own rooms in the palace with servants at her call when she was there. Shego included her in all of her activities, especially ones the Queen found to be fun. Shego, despite teasing her a lot, never really spoke down to her or in a condescending manner, even when Bonnie was quite rude. And, more often than not, Shego treated her nice and with respect. It was not something she was used when it came to people she was close to.
"I'm not close to that barbarian," Bonnie corrected her brain as she frowned. The correction did not deter her thoughts in the slightest. Her mind went over it like a small bump in the road, continuing down its path.
She actually was close to Shego. She had spent more time with Shego in that month than she had with anyone that she could think of at home. Before her sisters married and moved to other cities to be with their prince husbands, she had tried her best to spend time with them. They would let her be around, but only because they had fun making her feel like crap and when they grew bored with that, they would leave her on the brink of tears. Shego never did anything like that. Hell, the Queen had not even tried to do anything like from what she could tell.
She had never been close to her mother, even though her mother tried very hard to change that. Her mother was an annoying, overprotective female who could not get any attention from Steve, so tried to get it from her daughters, Bonnie especially. Bonnie guessed her mother's attitude toward her had to do with the fact that she was the baby of the bunch, but she did not care about the reason. She did not like receiving second-hand affection, knowing if her mother just got some acknowledgement from her father, the woman probably would not even know who she was.
And then there was her father. He was a real piece of work. Having no sons seemed to have made him bitter toward her mother, her sisters, and her. He never really bothered with them unless they could prove to be useful in his job of ruling over the city, which was why Bonnie was in the situation she was in and why her sisters had been forced to marry men with questionable morals, and that was putting it nicely. So, Bonnie was not close to any of her family.
She actually never had any real friends, as far as she knew anyway. She always believed that anyone that spent time with her did it because she was a princess and they were someone how trying to gain favor with her father. Nothing like that was happening now. After all, Shego and Tara did not have any need to gain favor with her father. Tara did not even have to use her to gain favor with Shego considering Tara was already friends with the Queen's little sister and her aunt was with one of Shego's most trusted officials.
So, maybe she did like Shego… before a couple of days ago anyway, her mind added. Now, she was certain she hated the barbarian queen. She hated what Shego had done to her, even if she could not remember what it was. She figured by now her mind had done an accurate job on figuring out what happened, especially since the Queen had admitted fault and was keeping her distance. Shego had defiled her.
As Bonnie thought about it, tears threatened to spill out of her eyes. She had been crying about the incident whenever she was alone, which was one of the reasons she disliked when Tara left for the night. It was somewhat rare for her to cry, not counting the past few days anyway. It used to happen after her sisters had taken their time to thoroughly berate her for a few hours. She tried not to consider what it meant for Shego to have the power to reduce her to tears. She attempted to assure herself that it was only normal for her to weep after what happened to her.
And then suddenly, Bonnie's brain offered up a piece of a memory of the night in question. Nothing else came up after of it, but it was enough to confuse Bonnie. She wanted to shake it away, dismiss it as a lie, but it was there. It was there much clearer than anything else her mind had come up with that night. Now, she had much more to think about it and it was just plain crazy in her opinion.
After a few more days of those thoughts, Bonnie decided it was time to talk to Shego. She needed to know what happened that night and why. She needed to know where she stood with the Queen. She needed to move on.
The western princess just was not sure where she should speak to the Queen. She did not want to be alone with Shego, but then again, she did not want a bunch of people around as they spoke on such a private matter. That did not leave her with many options.
Bonnie took a deep breath. "Stop acting like a coward. I mean, it's not like I'm afraid of that damned barbarian," she ordered herself.
She managed to calm herself down after a few seconds, feeling she was ready to meet with the green-skinned monarch. So, she told Tara she was ready to talk to Shego and was a bit surprised when she was informed the Queen would come to her as soon as possible. Maybe Shego really is sorry for what she had done, Bonnie considered.
The tanned female began to pace her room while waiting for Shego. She wondered what would happen. Was she going to be able to see Shego was sorry for what happened? Was Shego going to prove to be a jackass and only pretending she regretted what she had done? She hoped for the former, but expected the latter; both of which bothered her. They both showed Shego had some kind of power over her, over her emotions.
"No, she doesn't have any kind of power over me," Bonnie promised herself. Her emotions were not going to be made or broken because of some barbarian queen who could not control herself.
Still, her nerves began to jump while her heart sped up with every second that passed. What would Shego say to her? What would they do after? Were things going to be able to go back to normal afterwards? Did she want things to go back to normal? What was normal anyway? Whatever normal was, a little voice in the back of her mind told her she certainly did want things to go back to that.
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"You wanted to see me," Shego said as she entered Bonnie's front room, where Bonnie had been entertaining Tara.
The Queen came in with her usual powerful stride, but her tone was not her typical tone. She wanted to sound normal for some reason, but she did not. She was not sure how to assert herself in a situation that was certainly her fault. Even if it was not as bad as Bonnie thought it was, it was still bad and Shego knew that.
So, she could put forth her usual walk and stance from force of habit, as that was how her body was used to moving, but her voice did not join in. She could not even look at Bonnie when she entered the room. Her emerald eyes watched the floor, ceiling, and walls. She looked everywhere but in the eyes of the person that she wronged, even though she wanted desperately to look Bonnie in the eye.
Shego dared think it was almost as if she feared the younger woman. Maybe not fear her, but maybe she feared her judgment. When was the last time someone's opinion mattered to her in her personal life? She could not recall. She did not like it, as it seemed like a weakness. She was too powerful to be fearful in her opinion, yet there she was, unable to sound like herself or even look her cupbearer in the face. The most she could do was stand like she was in charge for the moment, but she hoped that would change as she took in the situation and learned what was going on.
Tara and Bonnie turned their attention away from each other to the raven-haired monarch. They were reclined on pillows; neither thought to stand up because the Queen entered the room. They were a bit stunned by her presence considering the fact that the message had only gone out ten minutes ago that Shego was wanted.
"Uh… yeah," Bonnie answered, trying her best to not look and sound as surprised as she was. She could not look the Queen in the face either, despite the fact that she swore she was ready to talk. Her heart sped up again and her nerves started twitching again. She tried her best not to show that, but keen jade eyes locked onto her form for just a moment and she was found out.
"Tara, your aunt wants you to make sure Betty makes it to the villa. I left her with Kimmie," Shego reported as if it was nothing. She glanced at Bonnie, seeing that the princess' hands were shaking a bit. Okay, so she was not the only one nervous and uncomfortable with the situation, which settled her. Shego decided to steel herself because she needed to be herself for things to go the right way. She wanted to be in control of the situation and knowing Bonnie was really nervous allowed her that control, or so she thought.
"Oh, no," Tara muttered as she rushed out of the room, bidding Bonnie farewell without turning around. She needed to get to Betty soon or there would be no way for her to get the brunette home.
Shego looked amused as Tara hurried out of the room. She knew what Tara thought she would have to go through to get Betty to the villa, but Betty was not drunk, so there was really nothing for Tara to worry about. Sure, she, Kim, and Betty had been hanging out, but they were playing chess and discussing plans for the future instead of drinking. The green-skinned ruler then turned her attention to Bonnie while making sure to stay right where she was.
Tara had already informed the Queen just how uncomfortable Bonnie was with talking about her, so she could only imagine being in the same room with her was quite crushing. Well, then, it's time to test the hellcat's strength, Shego's mind commented. It would be quite the thing if the sweet little hellcat could stand being in the same room as her and they could talk things out.
Well, since Shego now decided she was testing Bonnie's strength, she stepped further into the room. She noticed Bonnie flinch just a bit as she closed the distance between them by half. She stopped for a moment. The unfamiliar emotion of guilt and something else nipped at her brain, telling her not to scare the younger woman. Bonnie visibly relaxed when Shego halted.
Bonnie took a deep breath to settle herself. While she did that, Shego took a moment to get herself together. They both waited for their heart rates to go somewhere close to normal. They also took sometime to force their usual personalities back into place while also reminding themselves that they had to play things right or nothing would get solved. After almost a minute of that, they were as together as they assumed they would be.
The foreign princess then beckoned the Queen to sit down. Shego was surprised by the offer, but kept her face passive. It would seem Bonnie would bear through her presence and accept her being close. The pale woman took the seat Tara had just occupied, which was a large pillow across from Bonnie. The westerner willed herself not to react in any way to Shego's closeness and it worked.
Both women were quiet for a long time. They stared at each other, as if they were trying to will the other to break. Now, they both knew they needed to talk, but neither of them wanted to start the discussion. Stubbornness seemed to be a quality that would do them both a bad turn until one of them caved in.
"Well?" Bonnie pressed with an attitude. She had been hearing talk of how ashamed Shego was and how she was sorry, but the Queen damn sure was not expressing that right now. She seemed more ashamed when she came in than she did now.
"Hey, you called me here," Shego replied as if that was a valid excuse for why she was being so tightlipped.
Honestly, Shego had come to the room with the intent to apologize and promise never to touch the younger woman again, but seeing Bonnie now, she knew that was a lie. Right now, her mind was just reminding her how sweet Bonnie tasted. In fact, her mind was making matters worse by telling her that she was drunk the first time that she tasted Bonnie, so the memory probably was not nearly as good as the realty of it was. There was no way in hell Shego would be able to keep her word if she promised to never touch Bonnie again. So, now, she did not know what she should say.
"Oh, that's such a damn cop-out!" Bonnie barked, her anger coming out on instinct. Her aqua eyes lit with a blaze that the fires of Hell would envy.
Shego was taken aback by the outburst, but she smiled. "Careful there, someone might hear the little princess cursing," she remarked. Teasing was about all she could do now, falling back into her typical behavior because she did not know what else to do.
"Don't make fun of me either! I'm not your damn toy! I'm not something you can play with!" Bonnie shouted, pounding the pillow underneath her with her small fist. The pillow made a low complaint as the blow landed.
Shego could not help smiling; oh, that was wonderful fire there. It only further let her know she would have been lying if she had come in and made her planned out speech. Bonnie only got more upset because of the Queen's expression. Her face twisted in fury, which only caused Shego to smile more.
"Stop smiling, damn you!" Bonnie hollered as she grabbed the closest item to her, which happened to be a drinking cup. She flung the cup at the Queen with all of her might.
The raven-haired woman caught the projectile with ease. It was thankfully empty. That was a good throw for an amateur and hot as hell. She then gently placed cup on the floor beside her and then turned her attention back to Bonnie, who was still steaming mad and unknowingly making things harder for the Queen.
"You're just too much," Shego commented and that seemed to be the breaking point.
Bonnie screamed and shot at Shego as if she had been fired from a bow. The Queen fell back as she caught Bonnie by both wrists. The hostage snarled like dangerous beast and tried desperately to tear that smile off of Shego's face. The Queen started laughing, even though she was trying her best not to because she knew she was just making matters worse.
"Stop laughing!" Bonnie roared and then she suddenly broke down into sobs. She fell against Shego. "Stop laughing…" she muttered weakly.
"Oh, crap," the pale woman mumbled. That damned guilt emotion stabbed her in the chest full force now that Bonnie was crying.
Shego rapidly shifted her hold on her slender hostage, embracing her as if she was fragile. Bonnie now wept on Shego's shoulder while the Queen held her with care. Shego sat up to hold the princess in a more comfortable position.
"It's okay, hellcat. It's okay," Shego said in a surprisingly soothing tone. She gently caressed Bonnie's shoulder.
"Why did you do this to me?" Bonnie sobbed.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," Shego apologized quite sincerely. She did not mean to hurt Bonnie. She just wanted to have a good time and she wanted Bonnie to have a good time. She was not having a good time feeling guilty and knowing that she had harmed Bonnie in a rather terrible manner.
"Why?" Bonnie repeated over and over again, like the question was a religious chant that would save them both.
"I was drunk…" Shego started, but she stopped because that was not good enough. I need to be clear about this, even if I don't know what this is. "Okay, it's more than me being drunk and you being drunk. You're just so damn tempting," she admitted.
"Tempting?" Bonnie echoed, still crying quite a bit. She sounded as if she did not understand what the raven-haired ruler meant.
"Everything about you makes me want you and you were right there and…" Shego trailed off for a moment.
"And so you force yourself on me!" Bonnie demanded, sort of shoving and hitting the Queen with the heel of her hand.
"It didn't happen like that! I'd never do something like that to anyone. I don't need to force myself on anyone. I know you might not remember anything from that night, but you weren't complaining when it was going on. Now, that doesn't excuse what I did, but don't make it sound like I did something worse than I did. It's not a fucking crime to give a person an orgasm as far as I know and considering the fact that I'm the damn Queen, I think I know the law!" Shego declared, looking down at Bonnie, who looked right back until the end.
Bonnie glanced away when Shego was done. The Queen was not sure what that action meant, but she was willing to wait. Bonnie needed to get her mind together to ask her next question. The possible answer scared the princess.
"I enjoyed it… didn't I?" Bonnie whispered. That was the one thing she truly remembered. Her mind had come up with all sorts of things, but the one real memory she had was of her clinging to the Queen and crying out about how good things felt. It disturbed her to remember it and to think about it, but she needed to know if that was actually what happened.
"Well, you did tell me not to stop a lot, but then again, I didn't really have any plans on stopping. I can tell you that you didn't hate it," Shego answered modestly. From what she recollected of the night, Bonnie had a better time than she did.
"This is bad…" the princess muttered, speaking more to herself than to her company.
"It's not so bad. I know you think it's weird and everything, but we do things like this in the Goh Empire… women get together I mean. Not the whole 'take advantage of the drunk girl' thing," the pale woman explained in a surprisingly tender tone. She added a little non-sexual caressing, rubbing Bonnie's back along with her shoulder now.
"I just… I…" Bonnie was not even sure what she wanted to say. It was just too bizarre for her, even though she was familiar with same-sex relationships. She just was not used to female same-sex relationships.
"You're confused, I know. It's okay."
"Do you like me?" Bonnie asked earnestly, even though she sort of blurted that one out. She needed an answer to that. She was certain it would help her feel better. She would know where she stood with the strange woman that was the Queen.
Shego looked away because of that question. She tried to think of the best way to answer. She supposed she did like Bonnie. The younger female had a fire to her that Shego liked to watch burn. It was a very attractive quality as far as Shego was concerned. Then, of course, there was Bonnie's fearlessness and how the princess acted as if she was in charge of everything, even when she was so far from home.
"Yeah, I like you," Shego admitted since it was the truth.
"Do I like you?" Bonnie wondered aloud. She still was not sure of that one. The most she could do was admit she did not dislike the green-skinned monarch.
"There's a way to find out."
"What way?" Bonnie asked with a furrowed brow.
Almost as soon as Bonnie finished asking that question, Shego's mouth was on hers. Bonnie was shocked by the move, but the important thing was that she did not pull away. She did not respond to the rather tender kiss either, though.
Bonnie was too busy being amazed by how soft and good Shego's lips felt against her own. She wondered if that was how they felt the other night. She could not remember, but she was willing to bet they did. They probably felt better since she was more relaxed then than she was right now. That thought made her try to will herself into calming down to make the experience more pleasant.
Shego noticed what Bonnie was trying to do, so she tilted her head slightly to change the angle to the kiss. She thought deepening the embrace would help Bonnie relax. The younger woman almost sighed as she totally calmed down and finally thought to kiss Shego back. The Queen smiled mentally as she felt Bonnie's lips pressing against hers. When they pulled away, Bonnie was breathless.
"I think you like me," Shego commented with a smile.
Bonnie did not have enough air in her lungs to argue that one. She mentally conceded she did like the kiss, so it would seem she did like Shego. What was to be done with that information, though? Shego did not give her much of a chance to ponder that, coming in for another kiss. Hey, Bonnie was sweet and Shego liked sweet things.
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Next time: kissing leads to something more.
Notes: Actors, dancers, and entertainers for the most part were usually seen as the bottom of the social structure through out the Ancient world, even though going to shows was one of the few forms of entertainment in the Ancient world. So, that would be why Tara keeps her acrobatics a secret, why Bonnie keeps her dancing a secret, and why Tara cannot marry the musician that she's attracted to. As members of the upper class, they should only attend shows and not participate in them.