Disclaimer: Kim Possible and related characters are created by Bob Schooley & Mark McCorkle. Copyright by Disney.
My sincere thanks to Andarion (andarion . deviantart . com) and Judamacaby (at KP/ haven) for beta-reading this story and providing me with feedback and suggestions.
AN: Whew, finally. I didn't expect this chapter would take so long to write, but let's just say that I'm better at writing conversation than at describing action. Still, I hope that you like the result, and will forgive me the long wait.
Also, the heat gets a little turned up in this chapter, so to be on the safe side, I've changed the rating from "T" to "M". It's still not very naughty, but a little more descriptive, so I guess what I want to say is… sensitive souls have been warned. Lemon warned, that is.
And in other news, a great piece of art inspired by chapters 5 has been posted by tenshichan1013 on dA. For those who are interested, the link can be found on my profile page.
Chapter 10 - Union
Three weeks came and went, and every week, Shego expected Kim to come in with a slightly bemused but satisfied look in her eyes. However, Shego had to conclude, either Kim had become real good at hiding her emotions, or things weren't exactly going as planned.
By the third week, Shego did notice another change in Kim, however. The young woman seemed to be more high-strung than ever before. During their tai-chi exercises, it seemed to take an eternity for Kim to get her breathing under control. It even took her longer than it had during those difficult first sessions when Shego started to show Kim the basics of tai-chi. After 15 minutes, Kim was still struggling with her breathing and Shego decided to call it a day. "Okay Princess." She said. "Time-out!"
"Wha… Why?" Kim asked.
"Kim," Shego nearly scolded her. "You're as high-strung as a Weiner-dog after a dozen cappuccinos. What the blazes is wrong with you? Is the buffoon giving you a hard time again?"
"Oh no, definitely not." Kim quickly said. "He's been the perfect gentleman lately."
"So what's up with you then, girl?" Shego pressed.
Kim sighed and sat down on the couch. "Well, I guess he's maybe a tad too much of a gentleman. He always keeps his hands to himself, no touching that might be considered to be 'inappropriate'. He makes no requests. Heck, he doesn't even make subtle hints."
Shego sat herself next to Kim and lightly shook her head. "This is going to be a sequel to that 'first time' talk we had a few weeks ago, right?" she asked and Kim nodded mutely as a red haze crept up her cheeks. "And you, Kim?" Shego continued. "Have you made hints? Subtle, or not so subtle?"
"Well… not really, no." Kim admitted.
"And why not, Kim?" Shego inquired. "Is there a specific reason you want Ron to make the first move? Are you afraid, maybe?"
"No, that's not it." Kim said silently. "It's just… well, I guess I want it to be perfect. You know. It's maybe a little corny, but I want the romantic cliché, being swept of my feet. The right thing at the right time… but the right time just doesn't seem to come."
Shego gave a small smile as she asked Kim. "And what might that 'right time' be then?"
"Well, in all honestly," Kim admitted. "I don't know. But when the moment is there, I'll know it, won't I? And so will Ron."
Shego slightly shook her head "Kim, Kim, Kim. You watch too much Agony County. The right moment just doesn't come along like that if you wait for it. Sure, there might be a moment, or even several moments in your life, when it will be the perfect moment for you and your partner for an absolutely passionate night. But the 'perfect moment' for your first time together? How would you recognize it if you don't even know what to expect? You're not some damsel in distress who needs to be liberated from her captors and her virginity by the dashing hero. Women like you and me Kim, we make the moment."
"You think?" Kim asked half-convinced.
"Of course we do." Shego said resolutely. "How often have you let others dictate your life? Never! So why should this time be any different?"
"Well, if you put it like that…" Kim said with a mischievous grin.
"Oh, and Kim, one more thing." Shego said sternly. "Don't expect him to be prepared. Make sure you've got protection within easy reach. I'm sure you'll be a great mom, but I don't think you're ready to put that theory to the test already."
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Kim was looking at herself in the mirror when Monique entered their dorm room. "The LBD?" Monique asked with a hint of surprise. "I thought Ron was just planning another Bueno Nacho Night. Did the plans change?"
Kim gave a small smile "Well, he doesn't know about it yet," she replied. "But he's certainly gonna take me places tonight."
Kim turned around and showed herself to Monique. "So what do you think? Does it still fit OK? It's been a while after all."
"It sure has." Monique confirmed. "You really should wear that dress more often, girl. Black suits you, even when it isn't a mission outfit. And yes, it still fits you perfectly, though you're filling it a little better now than you did before." She added with a sly wink.
"What do you mean?" Kim asked.
"Oh come on," Monique said. "Don't play coy with me. You know perfectly well what I mean. When somebody sees you like that, they must be brain-dead if they don't see a gorgeous young woman, instead of a free-lance hero. You could even pull off a lower cleavage now. I guess it feels good to start outclassing Bonny on that field as well, huh?"
"I don't know." Kim said a little self-conscious. "I mean, I know they've grown lately, but sometimes I'm afraid that might prove to be a problem to do my missions as well as before."
"Hey, it works for Lara Croft." Monique joked. "And Shego didn't seem to have a lot of problems with it either."
"Yeah," Kim conceded. "I guess you've got a point there. So, you guess Ron will like it?"
Monique snorted. "Kim, if he doesn't like it, send him off to a priest's seminar. Because not only will that mean he's gayer than the night is dark, but it'll also be an indication that he's drier than a stick in the desert in his pants."
"Monique!" Kim exclaimed shocked.
Monique chuckled at her friend's expression. "So, you've got big plans for this evening?" she asked.
"Yes" Kim confirmed, as she got out of the dress and put on her normal clothes. "And I've got something of favor to ask you."
"Really?" Monique asked "And what might that be?"
"Well," Kim began "After Ron has come over, would you mind going out for the evening? Pick a movie, maybe? My treat."
"Sure girl." Monique said. "No sweat. Should I take the early or the late screening? I wouldn't want to drop in on you too early." She said with a wink.
Kim ran her hand through her hair while she stammered "Well, er… I'd kinda hoped… er … that you might … well … sleep somewhere else?"
"Why…" Monique began, when realization hit her. "oh… oooh!..."
Kim gave a sheepish shrug when she saw that Monique's cheeks became a darker brown for a moment.
"Well, I guess I can crash with Jenny for the night." Monique said as neutral as possible. "I'll call her in a moment."
"Thanks so much, Monique!" Kim said relieved. "But there's one more favor I'd have to ask of you."
"More?" Monique blurted.
"Er, yes…Do you think you might be able to take Rufus along as well?" Kim asked.
"Rufus?" Monique couldn't hide her surprise. "You want me to take a naked mole rat to the movies?"
"Er, yes… if it's not too much to ask." Kim confirmed. "It would really mean a lot to me, Monique. I want to be alone with Ron this evening, and that means I really have no desire to hear Rufus' comments. Sometimes, that rodent is way too clever to my liking. Please? You know I wouldn't ask you something like that lightly."
Monique looked at Kim in silence, as if she expected something more from her friend. After a few moments, she finally said. "Well, Kim, I must say… I'm surprised."
"You're surprised I want to have an evening alone with Ron?" Kim asked.
"Oh no, not that." Monique said quickly. "If anything, I think it's about time. The two of you have been together for more than a year and a half now, so if you want to have some quality time alone with your BF, good for you! No what surprises me is that you didn't hit me with your PDP."
Kim thought a second about that last word, and though she had a good idea what Monique meant, she still wanted confirmation. "PDP?"
Monique sighed. "Your puppy dog pout. Your sure-fire way to get people to do what you want."
Kim blushed lightly and finally said "Well, it's been pointed out to me that it's a tactic I shouldn't be using on people I consider to be my friends."
"Well, I'm glad to hear that." Monique said. "Anyway. Sure, I'll pick Rufus along. I hope he won't freak out Jenny, though. So you have big plans for Ron tonight, huh?" Kim nodded silently. "Good for you girl."
"So you approve?" Kim asked, surprised by her own relief at Monique's reaction.
"Why wouldn't I?" Monique replied. "I've known the two of you for years, and you're my best friends. I've seen Ron evolve from a loveable doofus to a half-way decent young man who is deeply in love with you. I'll probably never understand how the two of you are able to overcome your long history of just being friends, but that only makes the two of you more special than you already are. You two make each other happy, and with all the two of you have done for the world, God knows you deserve your happiness. So I say… go for it girl!" Monique stood up and gave Kim a hug. "As long as it makes you happy, you know that you'll have my support. And now if you'll excuse me, I've got a phone call to make to ensure you've got the dorm for yourself tonight."
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Monique opened the door when Ron came knocking in the early evening. "Hello Monique," Ron said pleasantly. "Is Kim rea… uuuhhh… whoooahw!" As soon as Ron saw Kim's outfit, his capacity to formulate coherent thoughts seemed to have gone out of the window and he stared at her in wide-eyed wonder.
"Yeah, I do think she's ready." Monique remarked. "And why don't you come inside? You're blocking the door."
Ron staggered inside the dorm as if his legs were no longer under his control, unable to take his eyes off Kim. From Ron's hip-pocket, Rufus peeked out his head to see why his master seemed to have turned into a zombie. A short look at Kim told him a lot. Years of living together with Ron had taught him what human males considered to be visually attractive, and the sight in front of him certainly scored high by any standard. But more importantly, his fine-tuned mammalian nose picked up a scent that left nothing to the imagination, except for the three humans who seemed completely oblivious to their own pheromones, even though the room's atmosphere was thick with it. "Uh oh…" he muttered silently.
Ron continued to stare at Kim when Monique gave him a sharp elbow-jab in the side and hissed "Say something, white boy!"
"Er… Kim…you… er… I see you're .. ah… wearing your… er… black dress…" Ron stammered.
Monique gave a sigh while Rufus slapped his forepaw against his forehead. Shaking her head, Monique went to the closet and picked out her coat. "Well, Kim" she said, "I'm going to leave you and Captain Obvious alone for the moment. I'm off to the movies."
"Enjoy yourself, Monique." Kim said pleasantly, and then added. "Are you going alone?"
"Well, as a matter of fact," Monique said as she turned towards Ron "I was wondering whether Rufus would like to come along."
"Huh wha…?" Ron said, momentarily distracted from the vision in front of him. "You want to take Rufus to the movies with you?"
"Well yeah." Monique replied. "I haven't had a date for ages, and Rufus can be good company. At least he knows how to treat a lady."
"Well, I don't know whether he would like to…" Ron began.
"Of course, snacks will be on me." Monique added. "I understand the movie theatre does a great Mega Portion nachos with Extra Cheese-sauce."
"Cheese!" A happy cry went up from Ron's hip-pocket and continued along his back as Rufus scampered along Ron's shirt and a moment later stood expectantly on his shoulder. He took a bow towards Monique and squeaked "M'lady!" Monique gave a fond smile and held out her hand. Rufus quickly jumped on it and turned towards Ron making a waving gesture and saying "Buh bye!"
"Well, it looks like you've got a chaperone for the evening, Monique." Ron said with a laugh. "Behave yourself, buddy." He warned his friend.
Rufus shrugged his shoulder in a gesture that seemed to say we'll see what happens as Monique put him in her purse. "I hope he won't mind spending some time there." She said a little concerned.
"Oh, don't worry." Ron set her mind at ease. "As long as he's somewhere reasonably dark and doesn't have to walk himself, he's perfectly happy." To underscore Ron's re-assurance, Rufus poked his head out off Monique's purse and gave a thumbs up signal.
"Okay then," Monique said as she closed her coat. "Enjoy yourselves. I'll see you tomorrow, Kim."
"Great." Kim said. "Enjoy yourself as well." She added as the door closed behind Monique.
"Wait a moment," Ron said in surprise. "Did Monique just say 'see you tomorrow'?"
"Yes, she's staying over at a friend's" Kim confirmed.
"But Rufus is with her!" Ron exclaimed. "He's gonna be worried sick if Monique doesn't come home this evening!"
Kim walked over to Ron and laid a hand against his cheek. "Don't worry about Rufus, Ron. Monique will take good care of him. Besides, Rufus is big and clever enough to take care of himself for just one evening."
"Well… you're probably right." Ron said a little doubtful. "But he still won't like it, I'm afraid."
Kim gave a small smile. "If I know Monique well enough, she'll make sure that Rufus will hardly notice that it takes such a long time."
Ron looked at Kim and his worries melted like snow before the sun. "So... er…I'm not in trouble, I hope. Is there something I forgot?"
"Why would you think that?" Kim asked.
"Well... er… What you're wearing isn't exactly Bueno Nacho night clothes." Ron explained "I feel kinda underdressed. Should I go back to my place and get changed?"
"Oh no, don't worry." Kim re-assured Ron. "I just felt like trying on this dress again. But I don't think we're going to Bueno Nacho tonight."
"Oh…" Ron said slightly disappointed. Suddenly, realisation hit and he exclaimed "Oh my God! Don't tell me you're under the influence of some mind-altering technology again!"
"Of course not." Kim said indignantly "Why would you think something like that?"
"Well, you've only worn that dress at our anniversary and when you had that Moodulator on you." Ron explained. He lifted Kim's hair to look at her neck. "Are you sure there is no strange technology anywhere on your body?"
Kim pushed away his hands "Don't be so silly, Ron" she said slightly vexed, realising that the effect of her original appearance had completely gone now. "This is just me, nothing else. Why did you think something so ridiculous?"
Ron shrugged sheepishly. "Well, things like that keep happening to us, you know." He explained. "Everything is going great for a while, and then something makes one of us, or both of us, act strange, and I screw up everything."
Kim gave a small sigh. Ron was right, of course, things like that did happen all too often to them. She couldn't blame him for being wary if she suddenly decided to break with her normal behaviour. She decided it was time to put Ron at ease again. "Don't worry, Ron" she said sweetly. "I just wanted us to have a nice romantic evening without any distractions. That's why I sent for take-away food." She checked her watch and added "Which should be here in 15 minutes."
"I didn't know that the Bueno Nacho here delivered." Ron said.
"They don't" Kim confirmed, "which is why we're having something else." Before Ron could raise any objections, Kim pointed at a collapsible table that was standing against the wall. "Would you mind setting that up?" she asked sweetly. "I would do it myself, but I wouldn't want to risk ripping this dress."
Ron remembered how, the first time he had seen Kim in that dress, she hadn't been worried about ripping it once the Moodulator had gotten stuck on anger. He wisely decided not to mention it, though. While he set up the table, he stole a few looks at Kim who had just put the dorm's two chairs next to the table and now walked to the dorm's fridge. He couldn't help but notice how great Kim looked in this dress, or any dress for that matter. He was so used to see Kim in rather form-fitting mission clothes, he was actually surprised to notice that seeing Kim in a dress made her sexier to him. He didn't really know why, maybe it was because it left her arms and legs bare, maybe it was that it left more to the imagination, or maybe it was that when she wore a dress, Kim was obviously a young woman, but he realised that the sight he was seeing tonight was a rare privilege he would be treasuring forever.
Kim came back from the fridge and put two cans of soda and two glasses on the table. She embraced Ron from behind and softly said in his ear "So Mr. Hotel School student, what does etiquette say about take-away? How many plates, forks and knives? And what about the cans?"
Ron gulped as he felt Kim's body pressing against his back. "Well, actually, the only thing we will ever see about take-away is how to package it." He said, fighting to control his voice. "So I guess you're fine just doing what you think best."
Kim gave a quick peck on Ron's cheek. "One plate each it is then." she said and walked to the small cupboard over the fridge to pick what she needed. Ron stood still for a while, slightly baffled at what had just happened. It was not that he hadn't felt Kim's body that close to him before. During missions, the two of them had been in various cramped situations that could only be called intimate. But those contacts had been accidental or forced on them by exterior circumstances while this… this had been a deliberate move from Kim's part. Ron was wondering how he would have to deal with this new development when somebody knocked on the door. "Oh Ron," Kim said. "That'll be dinner. Would you get that, please?" Ron opened the door and paid for dinner while Kim set the plates on the table. The smell coming from the bags made it clear that Kim had decided to order Chinese. Not a bad choice, Ron admitted.
While Ron was setting dinner on the table, Kim walked past him to pick something from the fridge, as she did so, her hip brushed noticeable against Ron's groin. Ron nearly froze in place. He could hardly believe what had just happened. Admittedly, the table occupied most of the dorm's space that wasn't taken up by the girls' beds, so it could have been an accidental contact, but part of Ron's anatomy seemed to be unimpressed by the reasoning and came to its own conclusions, which caused an uncomfortable pressure in Ron's pants.
Ron quickly sat himself at the furthest chair so Kim wouldn't need to walk past him again, just to be sure, and after Kim had come back with a jar of pickles, the two of them started their dinner. They talked about everyday things like they would do on any other day, but half of the time, Ron couldn't keep his eyes off Kim, wondering whether he had been imagining things, or whether Kim had really been coming on to him.
After dinner was over, Kim asked Ron to break up the table again to give them a little space. While Ron did so, Kim went to the fridge for a small desert which, according to her, they could eat just as well when seated on her bed. Ron didn't really know what to think of that remark, even though they had been sitting on each others' beds often before during their visits, space being a luxury commodity in student dorms. But something in the way she said it, made Ron strongly aware that this was Kim's bed. The place where she went to sleep each night… well, nearly each night. Wearing nothing but a T-shirt and… Ron shook his head, trying to get rid of the image that was quickly forming in his head. Fortunately, Kim came with a welcome distraction in the form of ice-cream. Though the whipped cream and chocolate sauce caused other images to play in Ron's head. Ron silently ate his ice-cream and wondered what he could talk about that was innocent enough to get his mind off the track it was following now. As he looked at Kim who was quietly taking tiny bites from her ice-cream, and at one point needed to lick some chocolate sauce from her lower lip, he realised that not thinking about Kim like that would probably become the most heroic fight he'd ever fought.
However, the ice-cream didn't last long, and soon, Ron found himself sitting close to Kim on her bed with nothing he could humanly conceive to distract him from the vivid images playing in his head. He sincerely hoped that Kim wouldn't wonder why he was sitting with his legs crossed and occasionally gave small grimaces of pain when he moved, because some parts of his body were getting very uncomfortable indeed.
"So, did you enjoy dinner?" Kim asked.
"Huh… oh, yeah... sure." Ron stammered. "So… er… did you have other plans for tonight? Were you hoping that I would take you out somewhere, because if that's what you want…"
Kim laid her finger over Ron's mouth and quietly shushed him. "No, I didn't expect to go out today. I only wore the dress because I wanted to be pretty for you. You do like it, no?" Ron mutely nodded while he tried to keep looking at Kim's face. Kim smiled and leaned forward pressing a passionate kiss on Ron's lips. Ron quickly answered the kiss and wrapped his arms around Kim's neck while Kim's hands stroked his cheeks and hair.
The kiss continued and Ron started to loose the self-consciousness of a few moments earlier, and he pulled Kim closer to him, his hands starting to stroke Kim's back. Kim gave herself over to the embrace and pushed herself close to Ron. The feeling of her breasts, softly pushing against his chest shocked him out of the passionate moment. He broke the kiss and loosened his embrace. "Kim," he whispered "What're we doing here?"
Kim looked at Ron, whose face was a mixture of anxiety, wonder and arousal. She smiled and gave him a small kiss on the tip of his nose. She then bent forward and kissed Ron in his neck and worked her way upward towards his ear. All the while, Ron sat unmoving, still embracing Kim and feeling minor shocks of pleasure and excitement running through his body. When Kim's mouth had finally reached Ron's ear, she lightly nibbled his lobe and whispered "Something for which we have been waiting for a looong time." She then moved her head back a little and looked Ron straight in the eyes. "Unless you think you're not ready for it, yet." She added.
Ron swallowed and sent out a silent Thank you Lord! as he answered "Oh, I'm ready, all right! At least, I'm quite certain I'm ready. I just didn't know whether you were ready." He added with a sheepish grin.
"As ready as one can be without actual practice." Kim said with a fond smile as she bent forward for another kiss. This time, the embrace was tighter, and Ron didn't get distracted by Kim's breasts pushing against his chest… much. He was still hugging her closely with one hand on her back while the other was lost in Kim's big red mane of hair. Kim gave herself fully to Ron's embrace, feeling his hands running over her back and through her hair and noticed a very typical pressure against her thigh. After a few minutes in this embrace, Kim pushed Ron down on her bed. She sat herself on his thighs, partly pinning him down, while she put her hands on her back and opened the zipper of her dress. "Isn't this all going a little... er… fast?" Ron wondered. He had hoped that with a little luck, he'd reach second base this evening, but now it seemed almost as if he had wandered into a Penthouse forum letter, and he wasn't sure he liked it like that.
Kim gave a small smile as she finished with her zipper. "I just don't want to rumple the dress too much. Don't worry. I'm decent underneath." As she saw Ron's look of unbelief, she added "Well, reasonably decent, at least. It's not as if I had on more clothes when we were at the beach last summer." Kim pulled her dress over her head and quite accurately threw it over her chair, while Ron stared at the sight in front of him. It was true that he had seen Kim in bikini before, but what she was wearing now compared to a bikini like the Kimmunicator compared to a cell-phone. She had a matching set of black panties and bra, with a cute but not overly frilly lacing, and it did indeed cover a lot of skin, all things considered. But the effect it had on her overall body was astonishing, accentuating a curve just here, hinting at a hidden treasure just there and of course, the swelling of her breasts that could be seen. Combine that with Kim's perfectly honed body that was in excellent shape, and Ron realised that he was looking at a sight that could compete with anybody's idea of Heaven.
Kim looked at Ron as he was taking in the beauty that was just in front of him and gave a satisfied smile. She bent forward and laid herself half covering him, and started kissing him again. One leg, draped over Ron's groin, was feeling a pressure that was soon becoming familiar to her. Ron answered the kiss and he wrapped his arms around Kim again. At first, he only lightly stroked her back, but when he noticed that she actually sought these caresses, his hands started to make full contact with her skin again. Ron's hand ran over Kim's spine, causing her to shiver with anticipation while his other hand gently caressed her cheek. After what seemed a blissful eternity, Ron broke the kiss and gently kissed Kim in the neck. Slowly, his kisses ran down Kim's neck until he reached her shoulders, where he gave her a passionate, long-lasting kiss. Kim moaned silently while she laid her hand on his hand, keeping him pressed close to her, completely worry-free about the hickey that would soon be left on her shoulder.
When Ron finally broke the kiss, he looked at Kim with so much tenderness in his eyes, Kim felt so happy it nearly started her crying. She pulled Ron's face closer and gave him a playful bite on the tip of his nose while running her finger through his hair. She turned Ron's head a little sideways and lightly licked his cheek, and let her tongue run along his cheek until she reached his ear. She softly blew in his ear, causing Ron to feel a slight shudder running through his body, and then lightly nibbled his ear-lobe while her fingers circled playfully around his other ear. With one of his hands still lying on Kim's shoulders, his other hand was now softly stroking her neck. Slowly, that hand started to explore more of Kim's body, running past her chest and her side. Part of Ron expected that Kim would take away his hand, putting it back on a more appropriate place, but that moment never came, and his hands continued downward, softly following the curves of Kim's body until they came at a rest on Kim's thighs. Kim chose that moment to stop playing with Ron's ears and press another kiss on him. She pulled his head close while Ron tightened his hold on her shoulder and thigh, slowly stroking the skin under his hands. Kim softly moaned again and closed her eyes, fully giving herself to the moment.
While the two of them were locked in embrace like that, Kim's free hand moved towards Ron's chest and started to undo the buttons of his shirt. After the last button was loose, her hand softly stroked the now exposed skin. Her fingertips drew circles over his belly which, despite thousands of Bueno Nacho meals was still surprisingly flat. Ron stiffened slightly as shivers went through his body. The feeling was an odd mix of tickling and excitement, and Ron knew one thing for sure, he didn't want the feeling to stop. Slowly, Kim's hand went higher and reached his chest, where it encountered a fuzzy down of chest hair. Kim finally broke their kiss and lifted herself up, supporting herself on one arm, while her hand kept drawing circles on Ron's chest. She looked at Ron, how he was lying in total surrender before her, and a fond smile rose to her lips. She bent forward and placed a kiss on his chest. While she did so, she heard a sharp inhale of breath by Ron who obviously hadn't expected her to move so decisively. Kim continued placing kisses on Ron's chest, slowly moving around, until she came to his right nipple. She lightly licked it and couldn't help but smile when she saw how it stiffened under the attention. She had heard how men could have sensitive nipples, but this was the first time she saw it for herself. She placed another kiss on Ron's nipple and let her tongue run in circles around it. Ron was lying motionless on his back; his arms along his sides after Kim changed her position, and tried to keep his breathing steady. While Kim continued her exploration of his chest, she was quite convinced she heard Ron's heartbeat go faster, especially when she reached his other nipple and repeated her actions of shortly before.
Finally, Ron seemed to regain control over his arms, and he embraced Kim again, one hand on her shoulder, the other stroking her hair. Kim slowly went higher along Ron's chest, all the while planting kisses or softly licking the exposed skin. When she reached his shoulder, she planted a forceful kiss that would soon leave a hickey to mirror her own before her lips sought Ron's again. Kim was now lying on top of Ron, and his hands started to wander over her back as they had done before, much to Kim's delight. Thanks to Kim's new position, his hands reached her lower back now, and several times, they touched the waist-band of her panties, and each time, quickly slid back up Kim's lower back again. After this had happened a few times, Kim grabbed Ron's right hand and firmly placed it on her bottom, leaving Ron no doubt as to what she expected him to do. While he gently stroked her bottom, Ron's other hand also slid down and softly massaged the warm flesh under the thin fabric of Kim's panties.
While her lips were still firmly pressed on Ron's, Kim softly moaned under the attention of his hands and pressed her hips closer to his. In the meantime, Ron drew deep breaths while trying not to break the kiss. He hardly could believe his luck. Lying on his back, with a half-naked Kim on top of him and his hands exploring wondrous new territory, one thought kept popping up in his head… "Please don't let the Kimmunicator go off!" For the rest, he let himself be guided by instinct and went with the flow of the moment.
Finally, after what maybe the longest kiss they had shared yet that evening, Ron broke the kiss and pulled Kim close to him, one arm around her shoulder, the other still slowly caressing her buttocks. Kim laid her head on the side of his chest, while he hoarsely whispered in her ear "I love you… so much…" Kim smiled and planted another kiss on his chest. "Me too." she replied and slowly traced her finger around his nipple. Shivering slightly Ron's hand caressed her shoulders and followed her spine downwards along her back. This time, when he reached the band of her bra, he didn't skip over it, as he had done before, but he followed it, searching for the clasp that held the piece of clothing in place. Once his fingers had a good grip on the clasp, a little pushing and pulling later… Kim's bra was still as firmly in place as before. Ron gave a little frustrated sigh and tried again… with the same results. When he heard a small snicker he looked at Kim's face and saw a playful smile on her face. Ron started to apologize, but Kim just pressed her forefinger on his lips and sat up. Her hands were behind her back for a short moment, quickly loosening her bra, and for the first time in his life, Ron was looking at Kim's breasts.
For a moment, he just laid on his back, Kim sitting over him, while he enjoyed the sight before him. As Monique had mentioned earlier that day, Kim had been growing in the last few months, and Ron was mesmerised by the sight of two well-rounded, firm, perky breasts. Slowly, he reached out his hands, trembling slightly, until he reached Kim's chest and stroked the soft, warm skin in front of him. Kim arched her back slightly while Ron started to let his fingers run over her breasts and around her nipples, and laid her hands on his belly, stroking it in return. Ron's hands on her chest caused sensations Kim hadn't felt before. His touch was gentle but firm, and when he played with her nipples, she nearly let out a small yelp out of surprised pleasure.
After a while, Ron lowered his hands again, and Kim almost complained his actions, when she saw that he only needed his hands to support himself so he could sit up. Once he was sitting up right, Ron embraced Kim, and the sensation of their bodies' heat, close together, Kim's breasts rubbing against Ron's chest, only heightened the desire both of them were feeling. Ron cupped Kim's head and the two of them lost themselves in a passionate kiss that could rival a Hollywood promotional poster. Slowly, Ron was pushing Kim backward and the two of them started to change position, never breaking their kiss, until Kim was lying on her back, and Ron was lying besides her, supporting her head with one hand, the other slowly running from her shoulders to her breasts. When Ron started to stroke her breasts again, playing with her nipples when he reached them, Kim closed her eyes and let out a passionate sigh, which was muffled by their kiss.
Meanwhile, with one hand was firmly wrapped around his shoulder, Kim's hand had been going down Ron's side and had now reached his belt. She started to undo his belt-buckle, at which she turned out to be better than Ron at opening bra-clasps, and while she pulled Ron's belt out, she couldn't help but giving a small smile when she realised that this time, it was actually her intention for Ron to loose his pants. Undoing the button and zipper of his jeans took a little more determination, but the girl who could do anything soon got what she wanted, and while Ron's heart-rate and breathing sky-rocketed, she used her legs to push Ron's jeans over his legs. For a moment, Ron was happy that he had decided to wear briefs that morning. If he had been wearing boxers, like he had done so often during his high-school years, they would have been unable to hide his excitement, which even now hardly could be contained.
Ron's mouth left Kim's lips and slowly ran past her neck and shoulders until he reached the swelling of her breasts. Softly, he started to kiss the breast closest to him, his mouth circling the warm flesh beneath him. Kim gave a soft moan and laid her hands on his shoulders, to make sure he wouldn't stop. When he came closer to the top of her breast, Ron started to softly lick until he reached her erect nipple. When his lips closed over her nipple, and he slowly suckled it, Kim let out another yelp and pressed Ron's head closer to her. Ron continued suckling her nipple while his free hand was still gently stroking Kim's other breast. After a while, Ron let go of her nipple and started to kiss her breasts again, working his way to the breast that had, until now, only felt the caress of his hands. While his tongue once again came closer to Kim's nipple, his hand stroked her belly and playfully tickled her belly-button. Kim let Ron do as he pleased, she just kept him pressed close to her and enjoyed the feeling as wave after wave of new sensations coursed through her body.
Meanwhile, Ron's mouth had reached her nipple, and he started suckling that one as well. Once again, Kim gave a sigh of pleasure and desire. Emboldened by Kim's reactions, Ron let his hand glide further down Kim's belly and this time, when he reached her panties, he didn't jerk back his hand, but gently let it glide further down over the soft fabric until his hand was resting on her mound, and he softly began to stroke it. Kim's response was to press his face closer to her breast and lift her pelvis a little so Ron's hand had easier access to the greatest of treasures. While he gently continued to stroke Kim, he softly nibbled her nipple. Kim let out another moan and dug her nails in Ron's shoulder, which Ron didn't even seem to notice.
After a while, Kim's hands became restless, and while one hand played with Ron's hair, her other hand started to glide past his spine, sending slight tickles through his body. Kim seemed to be determined to catch up with Ron, because when she reached the waist-band of his briefs, she slipped her hand under the fabric and gave the flesh under it a playful squeeze. For a moment, Ron stopped kissing Kim's breasts and looked her straight in the eyes. He didn't say a word, but his eyes seemed to ask "Are you sure?" Kim's reply didn't leave a thing to the imagination. She pulled his face close to hers and gave him a passionate kiss while she used the hand on his buttocks to pull him closer to her, so her thigh was now pressed against his crotch. Ron got the hint, and continued to stroking Kim like he had done before. He noticed that her panties started to become moist under his fingers, and he wondered how long it would take before one of them would decide to take things a step further.
As Ron already expected, it turned out to be Kim, who finally stopped her exploration of his buttocks and in a quick role-reversal, pushed Ron on his back and straddled him. While she was still kissing him, she pushed her pelvis close to his, so their privates were only kept from each other by two thin layers of fabric. The experience was nearly too much for Ron, as his briefs started to block his circulation more and more. He wondered whether he would be able to stand the pressure for much longer, while Kim slowly started to kiss him on his chest again. Ron didn't really know what to do with his hands, since Kim was now too low for him to reach her buttocks, and her breasts were firmly pressing against his belly, so he just kept them lying by his sides while he waited for Kim to make a new move, or come closer again. Kim, however, just kept pressing kisses on his chest and playfully continued to explore his body with her lips. After a while, she had reached his belly, and by the time she softly licked his belly-button, her breasts were pressed against his groin, sending a new shockwave of desire through him. He nearly pled "Kim… Please!" when Kim lifted herself up a little and took the waist-band of his briefs in her hands and pulled it down ever so slightly. She planted a soft kiss on the patch of fuzzy hairs that was uncovered, and while Ron feared that she would go on teasing him until he burst through his briefs, with one quick movement she pulled his briefs down to his knees.
Finally, Ron's member was freed from its cotton prison and it immediately jumped at attention.
Kim spent a little time looking at, what until that moment; she had only seen in health classes or after an unlucky search hit on the internet. She marvelled at how it seemed alive when it trembled lightly with every heart-beat of Ron's. Slowly, she let her hand glide back upward along Ron's thigh, until she reached the shaft and she softly let her hand glide along it, feeling its warmth and how, at the same time, it was both rigid and soft. When she reached the tip, she felt a drip of sticky liquid between her fingertips and realised what Ron must have been feeling between her legs.
Still slowly stroking the length of Ron's member, she reached for her night-stand and opened the top drawer to pick out the box of condoms she had been keeping there even before Shego's motherly advice.
And as the two of them got under the covers, the last vestiges of the young heroes' childhood became a distant memory.
-- End of chapter 10 --
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