All characters and places in this story belong to the Disney Corporation. Original creators, Mark McCorkle and Robert Schooley I receive nothing for the writing of this story.
This chapter is rated M+ Although it has been watered down, if sexual situations offend you do not read it.
This chapter has very much more of an adult nature to it so unless you have a valid drivers license (meaning you are over 16 years of age,) DO NOT READ IT!
Or you can read it up to the "?" and then stop.
Seriously.
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The neighbors of the Possible family, have seen many strange and unusual things over the years. Hover jets landing and taking off, evil zombie snowmen attacking the house, giant robots that you get free with a meal at the Bueno Nacho, crashing out of the Possible home, low orbital satellites being launched from the backyard, and even giant space walkers landing and destroying the house entirely.
None of the neighbors knew exactly how many times the house had been repaired either. The last time it had to be totally rebuilt, even though it always looked the same afterwards. When it was rebuilt it this time though, it took a little longer than normal. All the construction companies had their hands full due to the alien invasion.
Anyway, the sight of Mr and Mrs Possible arriving home and walking inside was nothing unusual, even when they were accompanied by an elderly Japanese gentleman and their daughter. The short haired lady wearing an eye patch that popped up out of a manhole where there was no manhole before with sixteen men, all wearing dark glasses, didn't even deserve a second glance. The men surrounded thee house and kept watch facing away from it. Nor did the multicolored jet that landed and Hego and his sister Shego got out and went inside didn't seem that far out of the ordinary.
All these things were normal, or at least "close to normal." The thing that was odd happened about two hours before these people started to arrive. both of the twin boys were out putting up their Christmas decorations. It was late evening in the middle of summer. All the lights and displays that they had were set up and were turned on after Hego and Shego entered the house.
"Okay." said Shego. "Other than trying to prove you folks can afford the electric bill, what are we trying to prove here? I mean, I was halfway to South America when I get a call from the Keyboard Kid telling me to get my ass back here as quick as possible. What gives?
"Yes Kimberly," said Dr Director. "My Global Justice team is still trying to locate where Monkey Fist is hiding and how they are moving without being seen. All of a sudden, I get a call from Wade telling me to come here and bring a full security team with welding goggles to guard the house from intruders. Ron didn't...pass, did he?"
"Thanks tweebs. You did a great job." Kim said ignoring Dr Director's question.
"We've got to set up some white noise transmitters now. Later Sis." said Tim and Jim.
Addressing everyone else, Kim said, "Let's move this into the dining room, shall we?" Once there, she indicated that everyone should take a seat. Her mother said that she would go and get some drinks for everyone and her father started pulling down shades on all the windows. She then set her Kimmunicator on the table and turned it on. "Wade. Is everything clear?"
"Everything's clear Kim. With the lights and guards outside, that should keep out any intruders. I did a full sweep of the house and no unexpected ears, electronic or otherwise, present. The twins have the white noise going already. Ready anytime you are."
"Thanks Wade." Facing the people seated at the table she said," Okay. We now know where Monkey Fist is hiding and we have a plan to bring him down. There's only one way to do it. I'll let my "father," explain." She turned to her father and said, "Ready?"
Her father nodded, reached up, grabbed his hair and pulled his head off revealing Ron Stoppable. "I told you it was a good idea to keep this mask of your father."
Voices filled the room. Joy, disbelief and then demanding an explanation all at the same time. Ron held up his hand until they quieted down. "Folks, I am sorry for the masquerade but it was necessary. Kim's father stayed at the hospital to let me move around as him. We are keeping word that I recovered quiet. We don't want Monkey Fist to know that just yet. The last time I fought him, he said things that the only way he could have known them, was to have someone or something spying on Kim and me. Since he believes I'm out of the way, that would leave Kim as the spy's target. We had to make sure that what we plan at this meeting doesn't get leaked to him. Okay Wade."
A 3d holo map of the subway system was projected into the space above the Kimmunicator. "Okay. We know he is in the old uncompleted subway tunnels that runs under the tri-cities. That's how they have been able to move around as quickly and as easily as they have without being spotted. There are several exits out of them." Ron points some of them out. "We think that Monkey Fist's main headquarters is here, in the area around what would have been the Central Station and the round house, where the trains would have been stored or repaired. Kim?"
"Ron, Sensei, and I have a plan," she said addressing the others. "But it won't work without all of you helping. Even then it might be a little iffy. What we need you to do is enter the tunnels at three different places, here, here and here." she said pointing to three places near to top of the holo map. "We need you to enter with a force strong to engage the adjusted monkey army. We hope that Monkey Fist will not want to engage you himself at any one point and leave the other two point vulnerable. We believe he will stay where he is and wait for you to come to him. While you are doing that, Ron and I will sneak in at this point", she pointed to a spot farthest from their entry points, " after you have entered, we will come at him from behind, after he has sent out his troops to fight you. With any luck, we will be able to defeat him once and for all. And please, if at all possible, don't fight to kill. They are just normal monkeys caught up in Monkey Fist's plans. We should be able to return them to normal afterwards."
"That's an awful lot of "hopes" there Princess." said Shego. "I think it would be better if I tagged along with you two and give you some extra firepower. He might be expecting someone to try and come in through the back door."
"No Shego," said Ron. "for three reasons. One, we don't want to engage the monkeys. We are going to come in like thieves. Two, we need you to keep Team Go organized and focused. With you there, Team Go will be a formidable force and the monkeys won't be able to overwhelm you. And three, with you keeping them focused, you will be more at the back of the lines. Your brothers will protect you because we couldn't live with ourselves if something happened to that little bundle of joy growing inside of you."
Shego grumbled but didn't object.
"The same can be said of you Dr Director and you Sensei. With you leading your forces, Monkey Fist will be convinced that your attacks are real and not just diversions." said Kim.
"What about you Kimberly?" asked Dr Director. "Won't he be suspicious if you aren't there to take part in the attack against the man that supposedly killed your fiance?"
"Well... we, ah... we were going to use the holo-Kim and..."
"I think she has you Pumpkin." said Shego with a sinical smile. "Didn't you already use that against him and fail? And this will be against real monkeys, that posses animal senses. They will know it's a fake at a hundred yards."
"Maybe she's right Kim." said Ron. "You could go with the Yamanouchi team and.."
"No Ron. I'm going with you and that's that. We'll just have to come up with something ..." said Kim before she was interrupted by her mother.
"I think this is where I come in." said Anne Possible as she set down a tray with drinks on it. "Since Kim has grown up a few sizes, we look more alike than ever. I'll wear some of her mission clothes, maybe a wig and go with Master Sensei. He will make sure that nothing happens to me. I'll be Kim."
"But mom!"
"Hush Kimmie. You need to be with Ron. We both know that." said Anne. "Beside, Nana Possible would kill me if I didn't do something to help. I can at least be the distraction."
"It would be my honor to make sure that nothing happens to such a valiant lady, Kim Possible. Do not be concerned about your mother." said Sensei.
Kim looked from her mother, to Sensei, to Ron and back to her mother. Knowing her mother, she knew that all discussion of the matter was over. She went over and gave Anne a big hug and whispered, "Thank you mom."
Her mother whispered back, "Consider it a pre-wedding, wedding present. Just get the job done baby."
"Well, we still have some detail to work out. Timing is crucial and it's going to take some time to get our peoples in position and ready." said Dr Director.
"I got in touch with Dr Drak...ah ...Drew. He's on his way back. He wants to help, but I don't know how long it will take him to get here." added Shego.
"I'll arrange to have him picked up by one of our fastest Global Justice jets. He may not make it in time for the beginning of the fight, but he should make it before the end of it. "Said Betty.
"And I have taken the liberty of contacting someone to go with you tomorrow Stoppable-san." said Master Sensei. "A former student of mine. He was also a member of Global Justice before that. Lady Shego is right. You will need at least one more person in your party in case you meet resistance and to help carry the "jar" to trap the spirit of the Yono in. You will not be able to use your full MMP till you reach him or else he will be able to detect it's power and know that you are coming. My former student will be here at 8:00 am, just as you will be ready to leave."
"I think I know who you are talking about Master Sensei. I will radio the guards right now to let him pass tomorrow morning." said Dr Director as she was touching the button on her communicator. They all noticed a slight smile on her lips.
"Who is it Master?" ask Ron.
Master Sensei smiled and said, "He has assisted you many times in the past though you did not always know it. As for his identity, you will see tomorrow Stoppable-san."
"The guards just informed me that something or someone has been trying to breach the light field. They only noticed it as a shadow or a dark spot on the edge of the lights. Whenever they tried to check it out, the spot just withdraws. So far we are still secure." said Dr Director. "We had better get this meeting over with as soon as possible."
An hour later everything was set. The attack would start at 10:00 am. That would give them all time to move into position and get some rest first. The guards would remain outside to protect the house through the night. As they all started to leave to prepare their forces, Anne pulled Kim aside.
"Kim. I'm going to have the twins take me back to the hospital. I want to spend the tonight with your father. You might want to consider doing the same with Ron." she said matter-of-factly.
"You're worried, aren't you?" asked Kim looking into her mother's eyes.
"No. Not really. But so many things could go wrong that I just want to make sure your father knows exactly how I feel about him. That said, we'll meet up tomorrow after you two have defeated Monkey Fist." She smiled, then hugged and kissed Kim goodnight. Before leaving, Anne did the same to Ron.
Kim closed the door behind her mother and the twins, since they were the last to leave. Ron had stayed in the other room far away from the door so no one could see him when it was open.
Kim re-entered the dining room to see Ron just sitting there staring off into space. He looked worried. When she came near him, he said, "So many people counting on us Kim. How did you ever deal with it?"
"I didn't." she said as she put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek. "I just dealt with what had to be done, and then did it. That way I didn't have to deal with the worry."
"But you're worried now?"
"A little." she said as she tried to force a smile. "A little for you, a bit more for mom and a lot about my part in this."
"Kim, I know you. Just remember what Sensei and I told you, and it will happen. When the time comes, you'll do fine."
"I don't know. Ron I've never done anything like this before."
He stood and held her face with his hands. "Come on Kim. Remember back in high school, in home-ec. "Let the beating of the blades and the beating of your heart merge together. You will become one." You did pretty good then."
She tried to force a smile again.
"Remember, "Anything's possible for a Possible." He said just before he kissed her.
Then she did smile, a real smile. Ron had a way of giving confidence to her that no one else ever could. "And no one can stop a Stoppable." she replied.
Ron smiled a big "Ron smile". "And since you are going to become Mrs Stoppable, you can't be stopped and you can do anything."
"We." she corrected him. ""We" can't be stopped and "We" can do anything."
"Then "we" had better get some sleep. It's going to be a long day tomorrow. I'll take the couch in the den." said Ron as he turned to head that direction.
Kim held his arm to keep him from turning. "Uh-uh. I want to talk to you about something that got missed."
"Something about the plan? Kim, what did we miss?
"This." she said as she pulled him into a kiss. And then a hug.
"I thought I'd lost you." she said into his shoulder, in a sad voice.
"You almost did." Ron said softly into her ear. "I haven't really had time to tell you about this part, but after Amy used the Monkey's Tail on me, I thought I "was" dead. There was only darkness and silence and I couldn't seem to move either. I had resigned myself to look for "the light," or "angels" to come and take me." He chuckled, "Hopefully not "devils." Anyway, all of a sudden I heard your voice. You screamed my name and I knew I had to move, get to you, somehow. It was then that I realized I was moving, towards you. Your voice called me and lead me back to my body."
"And at another point, I had given up on being able to "join myself back together," when I heard you tell me about how you were going after Monkey Fist and you didn't think you would make it back. Nothing in this life or the after life was going to stop me from finding my way back to you."
"I will always know my way home to you Kim. All you have...to ...do...is ...call "it" back to you?" Ron said as he was trying to remember something.
"'It?' Ron, are you alright?" asked Kim looking up at him.
"Yeah." he smiled. "I think I just remembered something that might help tomorrow."
"Good." she said as she snuggled in his embrace as he held her from behind. "Ron, I really don't want to sleep alone tonight."
Ron looked down at her and asked in a shocked tone, "Kimberly Anne Possible! Are you asking me to come up to your room, in this new house, which looks just like your old house did by the way, and make love to you in that room? Your room, the room that I have long fantasized about making love to you in? Which was the reason my mom thought I was going to go into the laundry business, I had to wash my own sheets so many times because of. Is that what you are asking me to do?"
Kim smiled and said "Yeah."
"Well let me check my "to do list" then. Let's see, hmmmmm. Re-attach soul to body, come back from the brink of death, help save world from mad monkey man set on global conquest, Yeah. I think I can work that in here somewhere." he said and then moved his hands down to her waist and started tickling her ribs.
Giggling, she turned and grabbed his hands to prevent any more tickling and gave him a quick kiss. "One thing though. I just want it to be simple tonight."
"What do you mean Kim?"
"Well, ...you see the last time we made love, you were kinda..." she trailed off.
"What? I didn't do it right?... I didn't do it right."
"Oh no! I knew I wouldn't be very good at it first time!..."
"Kim I can do better. I knew I should have listened closer to those two monks. I can do better. Please let me try."
"Ron! Let me finish please. I was going to say 'overwhelming.'"
"Kim, I can talk to my father. Maybe he can give me some pointers. I could even talk to your father...wait...no...scratch that idea. No, I could...wait...what did you say?" Ron asked as he went from totally panicked to confused.
Kim pulled out a chair and sat down at the table. "When I imagined us making love for the first time, I thought it would be kind of "awkward." Both of us trying things for the first time, trying to find out what pleased the other, what felt good, what didn't feel good, you know. Both of us mapping and exploring a new world, together, with each other. It turns out that you had the Rand-McNally book on me."
Facing him as he sat in the chair next to her, she took his hand and continued. "That first night, you took me to such sexual heights and joy, that I could never have imagined it. The other girls at college told me they were lucky if their boyfriends got them off every fourth or fifth time they made love. I would have been happy with that, so long as it was with you. So long as we were doing things together. With you Ron, you get me off four or five times every time we make love. "
"And that's a bad thing? asked a very confused Ron.
"No...yes... Ron, I love you. I don't care about how many times I get off. Well, that's not entirely true, but there's no way that I can give that back to you, at least not right now till I've had a chance to learn. It's not that I love you because of the sex, I loved you before that and I love you with it." Looking at Ron she saw that she was not getting her point across so she decided to try a different approach.
"When we make love, it makes me feel inferior that I haven't been able to return the same joy that you have given to me. I don't need that with you. I would love you if I never had any of that. So long as we are "together." I love you that much."
Ron looked at Kim and said. "So you would rather we just made love without the bells and whistles? "
Kim smiled and nodded her head.
"You would be happier if I didn't make your eyes roll up in the back of your head multiple times when we made love and you would only have an orgasm every so often?"
"Ron, I would be happier if you gave me the chance to catch up to you. I want to learn how to make you "explode" four or five times a night. And we wouldn't have to have the pressure of making sure that the other did that every time . I want us to be comfortable in that respect. Knowing we can do that, but not having to. Everytime anyway."
Ron smiled and said, "You know the reason I wanted to learn everything I could from the Special Hidden Monks about how to channel all different sorts of energy, which ended up including sexual energy when I was in Japan for 8 months?
"From the Special Monkey Monks?"asked Kim.
"Yeah, it was because I knew that you could have picked anybody, but you picked me. I wanted to make you as happy as I could. My way of saying , "thank you" for making me the lucky one."
"You goofball." she said as she ruffled his hair. "I didn't pick just "anybody" Ron. I picked you. And for your information, I'm the lucky one. I went through a few frogs till I found my Prince."
At this point they kissed. A nice and long kiss.
Finally Ron said. "In that case, I have an idea, my Princess. Let's away to your room and do some mapping."
"I'll get my explorer's helmet if you let me break trail and lead for a while."
"Deal."
Kim took Ron's hand and led him slowly up the stairs. They maintained eye contact all the way up and for once in his life, Ron did not trip, fall, or stumble. It was almost as if he floated up them.
When they reached Kim's room, she put her hand on Ron's chest indicating he should wait where he was. After she stepped in Ron got Rufus out of his pocket and said, "Kim time Rufus. You head down and watch TV and sleep till tomorrow Bud." Rufus gave a big thumbs up and went scurrying back down the steps.
Ron then heard several loud clatters and bangs coming from Kim's room. Ron was in the room in less than a second, in a fighting stance, ready to take on whatever it was that threatened her.
Not seeing anything out of the ordinary or detecting any threat, he turned to see Kim standing near a wall switch that he didn't remember. She was almost giggling. "I guess I should have warned you. Daddy has these steel liners installed for my windows when they rebuilt the house. They're inside so no one outside can see if they are in place. They're kind of noisy when they close, but they should make sure we aren't spied on."
She moved closer to him and put her arms around his neck, pulling him into a kiss as she said, "And right now I want to make sure that I have you all to myself." As Ron started to return the hug, his hands moved lower to rub her butt.
"Ron, take off the shirt please ."
"I'm starting to get to you already, huh Kim?" he said with a smirk.
She gave him a sultry smile saying. "Ron, you're still wearing my Dad's shirt. It smells like him. Do you really want me thinking about him while we're together?" She turned and went to her dresser, looking for something on top.
Ron's expression fell like a two ton hippo. "Right! Yeah! Nope! Really don't want that! he he." He said as he quickly remove the shirt, folded it and laid it in a chair that he dusted off real quick.
"I'm sorry Kim. I started to do it again, didn't I? I started getting to full of myself. Thanks. For deflating my ego before it filled the room."
"No big. Ron. That's what best friends and future wives are for. Besides, it was just a minor slippage. Use to be, it would take three days for you to come out of it. Not three seconds. Anyway, I'm the one that wants to get "full of 'yourself,'" tonight but, first a simple rule." she said as she put a cheap tiara on her head. It was the one she got for being a runner up for the Senior Homecoming Queen in high school, the contest that Bonnie cheated her way into winning. Kim knew that she had the real 1st prize, right here.
"This." pointing to the tiara," is my explorer's helmet. While I'm wearing it, I am doing the 'mapping.' When I take it off, you can take over. Okay?"
Ron smiled. "Okay." he said softly. "What should I do?"
"Umm, the pants are Daddy's too. Would you mind..." Before she could complete her request, he had the pants down around his ankles, removed, folded them and had put them with the shirt. He also took off the shoes. "...closing your eyes?"
Caught a little off guard for that request, Ron closed his eyes and stood in the middle of the room near the bed wearing just his socks, underwear and a smile. Kim moved closer to him after adjusting the lights in the room to a warm glow.
Without closing her eyes or touching him any place else, she kissed him on the lips. As the kiss went on, Ron's arms started to come up to embrace her. She gently held them away from her and whispered, "Not yet." She noticed that something else was coming up, but she ignored that for now. She was more interested in the man.
She examined his face in a way that would have made him uncomfortable had he known what she was doing, very up close. She was trying to map his face, every line, pore and hair. From the light colored stubble to a small blemish on his chin. Lightly, she traced it with her finger tips after memorizing it, leaving little kisses behind. As he exhaled, she inhaled his air and vise a versa, sharing their air, bonding in a deeper way than they ever had. His breathing started getting deeper, like he could sense he was inhaling Kim's essence.
Moving down his body, she did the same with his upper torso. His chest hairs, so light that they might be missed entirely. His nipples as they responded to her breath just before she kissed them. The very light scar, that she would have never been noticed if she hadn't know it was there, from having his appendix removed when they were just beginning high school. She had been so mad with him then.
They had just started going out on "missions." Ron had gone with her on one and been slowing her down a bit, she thought he was just out of shape, but they got through it. When they returned, his parents had to rush him to the hospital to have his appendix removed. She asked him why he didn't tell her that he felt that bad. His answer was he didn't want to miss going on a mission with her. She got so mad that she told him if he ever did anything like that again, he'd never go on another one with her. Of course she hadn't meant it. Not really. She just didn't want to see him hurt. That was a long time ago. She gently traced the scar with her finger, then kissed it's length and blew on it. His breathing became a little more ragged then. Butterfly touches around his navel and then a light touch of her tongue to the inside of it sent small tremors though his body.
"Kiiiiimmm?" he said, with a hint of pleading.
Raising up, she left a trail of feather touches with her lips back up to his ear and whispered lightly, "Not yet." She knew she was being mean but she wanted to build the anticipation up for him. Make it the best it could be for him.
While maintaining the lightest of contact, she managed to move behind him and remove her blouse. She then started with his shoulders the same memorizing and kissing while using one hand to massage his abdomen, every once and a while allowing her breasts to touch his back. She was about half way down when she became aware of several light areas on his back. She would never have noticed them if she hadn't been "mapping," him, they blended that well with his skin color. When she traced the largest, about three inches long, with her finger tip, she found it was slightly raised from the rest of his back. She also felt Ron's body go tense at the same time that she realized what it was.
"Ron." she almost whispered trying not to change the mood. "Where did you get this? And this?" she asked as she traced the two largest scars.
"Ahhhhhh what are you talking about KP?"
The warble in his voice told her that he knew what she was talking about, so she asked him again keeping her voice soft, while continuing to touch and caress the scars.
The silence that followed told her that he was trying to think of an answer, any answer that he thought she would accept to avoid the truth.
That answer never came. Ron's shoulders slumped a little as he quietly said, "That first one I got the first time I fought Monkey Fist, when I was with the holo-Kim. I got the other one when the Bebe's pulled me out through the roof of your dad's car. The others, I don't really remember anymore."
"You got these when we were on one of our missions?" Kim asked.
(pause)
"Yeah. Most of them." he carefully replied.
"From their size, they must have bled a lot." continued Kim.
(pause)
"I used to carry a lot of bandages with me when we went on those missions and it helped that I was wearing a black shirt." he replied.
(pause)
"I saw you without your shirt a lot of times right after those things happened. Why didn't I notice them then?"
"Because I had taken some of my mother's makeup and I used it to hide them from you." His answer came without hesitation now.
Using a free hand, she undid the front clasp of her bra, allowing her to move her shoulders and let it to fall to the floor. She knew Ron was telling her the truth. She was also afraid of the answer to her next question, but she had to know. "Why did you want to hide them from me?"
"Because KP, I was afraid that if you knew I'd been getting hurt, you would've stop letting me come on missions with you, like you said you would after I had my appendix removed. I couldn't have that. So I learned how to do my own first aid and such. Mom found out about the makeup and she agreed to help me by showing me how to apply it to hide them until they were healed all the way. I think she was more relieved because she thought I was using it for some other reason."
"Well Kim," she thought to herself. "you go exploring and you might find out some things about yourself too. Some thing that you don't like." Yeah, knowing that Ron was getting hurt, she probably would have tried to do something. What that would have been she didn't want to think about now. What would that have done to their friendship? What would that have done to their love? Would she even be alive today without Ron, who had saved her life several times during their adventures?
All of these questions went through her in a matter of seconds and the answers came to her in less time. Ron, who had gone through several kinds of pain and kept quiet about it, just to be near her, had asked her to do something tomorrow. Something that she didn't know if she could do. Well, she knew now that she could and would do it. Because Ron had asked her. Because he trusted her. Because he loved her. But tonight was still their night.
"Ahh KP. You're not mad are you? About me keeping those things from you?" he asked. He still had his eyes closed like she'd asked him to do.
"No. I'm not mad. At least not at you." she said as she went back to kissing the scars on his back. They were a part of him and helped make up who and what he was.
"Well then, can I open my eyes now?"
As Kim stood back up, she ran her hands around Ron's hips, allowing her little fingers to sink underneath the waist band of his boxer shorts. When her hands met around his stomach, she brought them up and pressed them onto his chest. At the same time her hands were doing that, her breasts were rubbing against his back as she stood and whispered in his ear, "Not yet." lightly biting his earlobe before she then kissed his neck.
Ron's breathing was getting ragged again and the little tremors started in his body. He stated to mentally calm himself when Kim bit his other ear saying, "Uh-uh. I want to know 'you.' Not what you know how to do." Her hands then dipped below his waistband again and started massaging his upper thighs.
Ron moaned and swallowed a couple of times, trying to regain the ability of speech. When he did his voice didn't sound to solid. "Kim, I'm not going to last very long at this rate unless I..."
"Then I will have learned something else about you. And that would be a good thing too." Just then her left hand pulled his boxers down to expose him to the cooler air. Her right hand grabbed it softly, the waistband snugged under him to give a little pressure there. "But I think you will last as long as we need."
"Kiiiiimmm?" he said again, the pleading unmistakable in his voice this time.
Her left hand released him and came up to his chest to squeeze his left nipple, as her right gripped him. She licked the inside of his right ear and said, "Not yet."
She moved around to stand in front of him, never releasing her right hand, letting her left linger against his skin as she walked around him. When she stood in front of him she undid the snap on her jeans and let them and her panties fall. Steeping out of them she kicked them off to the side and knelt down in front of him. Releasing him, she finished pulling his boxers off of him, while letting her hair brush against his manhood. She then started kissing the insides of his thighs lightly holding him. As she neared his scrotum she could smell his Ron-ness. Not a bad or unpleasant smell. Just a headie smell that was, as much Ron, as his face was his.
It was then that she realized that she was getting ontoxicated off Ron's body. The musk from his testicles snapped her back to realize that. She was so aroused from touching him that she felt like she was going to pop just from holding him. Her other hand moved to start "touching herself," to relieve her tension. When she looked up at Ron's face, she saw he was biting his lower lips, trying to hold back. His knees were threatening to give out at any time. Looking at his manhood in her hand, she thought to herself, " Not yet." She wasn't finished.
Using his 'handle,' she turned him so his back was facing the bed. He was now only about two feet from the it's edge.
"Mapping" Ron's member, she looked at the skin, the bumps, how the veins ran and throbbed. The pulse of it was almost hypnotic. The more she watched the pulse, the more she felt her body melding with it, matching it. Three. For some reason, she knew it was a beat of three.
She blew on it and saw it bounce up, trying to find something. Trying to find?
Her!
She heard Ron yell her name as his body went rigid. The pulse changed.
"Now! " she thought.
She covered him with her mouth and felt it hit the back of her throat followed by two more. The hot, salty fluid that was Ron. It felt so right, but the tempo was wrong. At the first sign of his body starting to relax, she swallowed him in one swift motion. She swallowed slowly three times. Her throat muscles massaged him. She couldn't see them but Ron's eyes opened wide as he felt the new sensations and knew that it was happening again for him, and then he fell backward. He didn't care about the falling. The ground would stop him sooner or later.
As Ron fell back, she moved quick enough to make sure that she didn't loose him. His second wave went down her throat without loosing a drop. Her gag reflex never acted up at all. It was all a part of his rythym. Their tempo.
But it still wasn't right, even though he laid in her bed twitching and having aftershocks from his back to back orgasms. She released him from her throat and started kissing and licking his thighs, her hand working his deflating member as best she could. Her cool, silky hair was draped across him, adding another stimulus to his neither region. "Come on Ron," she thought as she pumped him. "Time to find out if you "learned" how to avoid waiting, or if it's a part of you."
The power of speech was still beyond Ron at the moment. His body had gone almost numb from the two huge orgasms that he had just had. He almost thought he'd heard music as he was falling, but all he wanted, was to tell Kim that he loved her and would make it up to her because she hadn't had one.
But somewhere there was a spark in his groin that was being fanned back into life. His breathing was getting stronger and deeper as the spark became a fire ready to engulf him again. His last cognitive thought was "Kim still has the helmet on."
Looking down at his knees, he saw her looking him in the eyes with the same lustful stare that his now had. Never breaking that eye contact, she climbed up on the bed and straddled him. Reaching down between them, she found him and positioned it at her entrance. Rubbing it against her, she smiled as her lower lips opened and her own lubricant covered it in an instant. As she straightened her body to align herself with Ron's 'missile,' he reached up, and grabbed her breasts.
"Now." she said to him.
She meant to impale herself on Ron and ride him to a mutual orgasm. Ron's body didn't see it that way. When she started down, Ron started up, burring himself as much was possible in her and then lifted her up again. When they met, the sudden fullness she felt, Ron squeezing her tits and the jolt that went through her, triggered her orgasm. She screamed his name as he held her up, straddling him, while waves of pleasure washed over her. Only his head was touching the bed at that point and only his toes were touching the floor.
As he lowered her down, his right hand moved to her ribcage and his left to her butt, he pulled her upper half towards the head of the bed. Fearing that he meant to pull out of her, she cried "Nooooo." just as he pushed back and lifted her up again, ramming himself back into her. The jolt was twice as much this time because she wasn't expecting it. She wasn't sure if it was a second orgasm or a continuation of the first. All she knew was that she was hearing music as her body went through orgasmic convulsions suspended in the air on Ron's manhood.
How long he held her there, she didn't know, but when she started feeling motion again, it was slower and gentler. Opening her eyes, she saw Ron, laying on the bed and gently lifting her up and down as he moved himself in and out of her. Using her knees and bracing her hands on his chest, she started moving herself, to match the rhythm that he had set. As the feeling returned to her legs and hips, she started to pick up the pace a little. Ron smiled and matched her stroke for stroke. A silent "Ahhh," formed on her face. She leaned back a little to change the angle of his penetration and to relieve some of her back muscles. Ron's hands moved to rub her tummy and then up to her breasts, to tease her nipples. Her own sweat allowed his hands to glide over her skin effortlessly. He started to add a little grind to his hip action when they came together, that was having it's effects on her again. She picked up the pace again and included a little grinding of her own. This time it was Ron's turn to "Ahhhh." but his wasn't silent.
The pace of their lovemaking, as well as the volume of their sounds, increased, neither of them aware of who was setting it anymore. Neither caring. Both wanting the same release for the other as well as themselves. When it came, they came together. Both frozen in position as they screamed out the other's name and their own pleasure. Her body collapsed on his and they kissed while trying to regain their breath, Not being able to do both, she rolled off to his side, holding him as tight as he held her. While they caught their breath, they were breathing in each 'other' as the sweat left them as their bodies cooled.
Kim opened her eyes first and looked at the man next to her. She tried to think of the words to tell him how much she loved and trusted him. About how sorry she was for things that she had said and done in the past that had hurt him. And about how much better it would be for them in the future, but the right words eluded her. She had to tell him. And then when Ron's eyes opened, they made contact and it was like looking into each other's souls. Words that had never been spoken, would never need to be between them. They both knew what the other was feeling because it was the same thing they were feeling themselves. They kissed, a nice warm and loving kiss. She snuggled into his shoulder and rested her head there, putting her hand on his chest near his heart.
"Kim? Did you hear music? When we were making love?" he asked as his eyes started to close.
"Yes. I heard our music." she answered as fatigue started to overtake her. "And I know we are going to defeat Monkey Fist tomorrow."
"Oh? And how do you know that?" he asked as sleep had almost taken him.
"Because I know now that we can do anything, so long as we are together. You and me." she said as she closed her eyes.
Only half awake, Ron replied with a yawn, "Funny. I could have told you that years ago."
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As Kim and Ron were falling asleep, a lone figure was making it's way down the near empty tunnel, hurrying to it's master. The boxes and barrels marked with the circle within a triangle meant nothing to him, his master did.
He knew his master would not be pleased with him. His master could look into his brain and see what he had seen or hear what he had heard. He had been unable to get into the Possible home to spy on the meeting that had been held there. The extreme lights had cancel out his ability to blend with shadows and the guards saw him whenever he tried to get close.
He had been able to get into the hospital once, several days ago, as far as the nurse's station. He was able to look at the monitors for Ron Stoppable and read the charts, but that was the only time. They had added more security after that.
He could hear and smell the others now. They were in the great round room where the master was either testing or teaching the newest members of the great army. From the sounds, their numbers had increased. A lot. He wondered briefly if there were more of the "spy" versions like himself. He only knew of three others.
As he entered the room he spotted his master between two monkeys that were larger than the master. They were teaching some new recruits the fine art of how to be ninjas. He knew they had been "improved," to learn quickly.
The master turned and looked at him as he entered the room. Saying something to the two larger one, the master indicated a smaller room behind the platform from which he normally addressed the army. They arrived at the door at the same time.
He hurried to open the door for the master and bowed as he past him. Entering and closing the door behind him, he returned to his bow until he was addressed.
The room was long and filled with a great amount of equipment. Mostly old television sets that only showed black and white and what the master called "antiquated computers."
"Well Lamont, tell me what you have found out."
Lamont told him first about his visit to the hospital. The master entered his mind and read what the reports said about Ron Stoppable. "Hmmmmm. He should have died days ago, but there has been no report about it on the local news shows and surely it would have been covered. "The great savior of the world dead!" To bad you didn't get more information later on. What else have you to report?
Lamont told him about the meeting at the Possible house.
"Let me see." said Monkey Fist as he probed Lamont's mind. "Ahh, the three great forces that are still trying to find their way into our home. Now, let me hear what they are planing."
Lamont then tried to explain about the extreme lighting that they put around the house that prevented him from getting close without being caught. It only took a moment for him to see that his master was displeased. He didn't even want to "see" how bright the light was. His voice grew louder with each word.
"Do you mean to tell me you didn't find out was they talked about at that meeting? A meeting that could well have been about when they were going to attack us or even if they found us and you couldn't be bothered to find away past some stupid human guards and we have no idea of what they talked about?"
Lamont could only try to make himself smaller as his master's anger increase to the point that golden lightening started to form around his eyes. He had seen those eyes before, when they liberated the monkeys from the first zoo. Lamont had seen his master turn men to stone with his eyes. He looked away from the anger that was his master's.
But, when nothing happened, he cautiously looked back to him and saw a very perplexed looking Monkey Fist.
He was standing there, with his arms crossed, his right hand rubbing his chin and looking at a point in the ceiling.
"Something's not right here." he said mostly to himself. "Why have their meeting now?" He started to pace with his hands behind his back."There is something wrong. They were planning their attack on us at that meeting. I have already received information on their movements from my other shadow spys. I can guess that they have finally figured out where we are and how to get to us, from where they moved and set up camp for the night. Fortunately, I have taken certain steps to make sure their attacks fail, thanks to the federal government and it's paranoia. But something is still not right."
"Ah ha!" he said as he snapped his fingers. "Both Kim Possible and her mother attended that meeting! The mother is also that imbecile's Doctor, her name was on the paperwork you looked at, and his future mother-in law. I can only see two reasons why both of them would leave the hospital. Either Ron Stoppable is cured, which we both know is impossible or he is dead. But why hide his death from the newspapers and television news?"
This was Lamont's chance to get back into the good graces of his master, so he chipped an answer to the question.
"Because they fear me? What kind of an answer is ...wait a moment. Maybe they are trying to use it to distract me. He would have been the only person that could have posed any kind of a threat to me. By making me think he was still alive, I might have hesitated, wondering what might have gone wrong. Making me doubt myself. But now their plan has failed because I have seen through their attempted deception. Nothing will stop me!"
"To celebrate, I will have Miss Hall take Yori to the barracks and let all the monkeys have their way with her tonight. I no longer care if she lives or dies. Her mind should be totally shot by now. If it isn't, well, getting gang raped by all of them should finish it off. I will go tell Miss Hall and you go tell your monkey brothers to meet in the barracks immediately."
Lamont turn and started to head for the door, relieved that he had been forgiven and had escaped with his life.
Before he could reach the door, Monkey Fist called out to him.
"Oh Lamont. I almost forgot something."
Looking back, he didn't even have a chance for the smile on his face and to disappear before the golden lightening from Monkey Fist's eyes struck him and turned him to stone.
"Monkey Fist was forgiving of failure because he lived with it for too long. But I am the Yono now. I will not tolerate it or allow it in my army. You will deliver a message to the rest of my forces. One that warns them of the penalty of failure and the consequences. Yono, the destroyer, will have an army that will fight to the death because they will know that if they fail, death will be their only reward. And death will be my gift to the world. Death or conversion. Miss Hall will either become very busy or useless to me after tomorrow.
"Tomorrow is going to be a very busy day for everyone. "
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The Monkey's Tail continues with Book III
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