Disclaimer: Kim Possible and all IP as it is presented in the canon animated television series is Copyright and Trademark by the Disney Company, using characters originally created by Bob Schooley and Mark McCorkle. This is a transformative fan fiction work.
The Specter of Death, Chapter Thirteen
Story Copyright © Dale W. Robbins (crimsonhawk)
The Firebird lowered through the hidden hatchway the fallout lair. It gently touched down in the underground hangar, a couple dozen yards or so away from Shego's hovercraft. After a few moments, a ramp lowered from the belly of the Firebird, allowing its passengers to disembark.
Shego held out her hands to show off the hangar. "This is the hangar level, the topmost level. Renton, this is your kingdom when you're on the clock. You're in charge of both the Firebird and the hovercraft, as well as any other vehicles we might get."
"Sweet!" Felix Renton smiled, looking around the room as his wheelchair zipped across the floor.
"Well, except my motorcycle," Shego quickly amended. "No one touches my motorcycle except for me. Not even Kimmie."
"Awwww!" Kim Possible groaned playfully. She looked dramatically hurt at her girlfriend.
"Don't worry, Pumpkin," Shego smirked and winked. "I'll take you for a ride sometime."
Kim snickered at the implied double entendre.
"This is also the most vulnerable level of the lair," Shego continued as she escorted the group to a nearby elevator. "So it's laced with some pretty heavy hidden firepower. If Nerdlinger is worth his wage, he's already checked all of it out and made sure it works like Drakken intended it to."
The group then entered the elevator and went down to the next floor. It took a lot longer than any of them had expected.
"The hangar level is separated from the rest of the lair by thirty feet of earth, stone, concrete, and steel," Shego explained as the group stepped out of the elevator and walked down the hallway. "This is the research and strategy level. We have several labs on this level. Doc would have built his latest doomsday device on this level then moved it via mobile platform to a tower located about half a mile down the coastline. The war room is also on this level; this would have been the room where Drakken would have spent hours popping off at the mouth about how his latest scheme was the greatest ever and how some nameless, beautiful, yet annoyingly persistent redheaded hero and her blonde sidekick could not possibly be able to stop him this time."
Shego smiled at the audible chuckle she got out of Kim on that one.
"That war room will now be our briefing room," Shego said, stopping at the open doorway to the room in question. "If Nerdlinger needs to talk to us as a group, we'll gather in there to hear him out. The table in the center has a holographic projector in the center. It was intended for global maps and three-dimensional schematics, but I'm sure the boy genius can project his image as well. And we'll probably convert the doomsday device room into some sort of danger room or obstacle course for Kimmie and I."
"And me," Monique added quickly. "I'm pulling my weight too."
Kim looked at her best friend with concern, but said nothing.
"We'll take that one step at a time, 'Nique," Shego smiled sympathetically. "In the meantime, the labs are open to whoever needs them... which I'll assume will be mostly Renton and Nerdlinger."
"Most likely," Felix smiled.
"Back to the elevator," Shego declared, leading the group back.
Another thirty or so feet further down, the group disembarked the elevator again. The assembled heroes (except for Kim and Shego) were surprised. Despite the fact that this level was most likely over a hundred feet underground, it felt open, spacious, fresh, and inviting. Instead of the Hermetic techno-noir feel of the previous level, this level featured a plethora of potted plants, green carpeting, paintings and artwork of various sorts, the sound of a stream or waterfall somewhere in the distance, and motes of light in the ceiling that felt comfortably like natural sunlight.
"This, ladies and gentlemen," Shego presented, "is the residential level. It features my suite, Doc's old suite, a henchman barrack room, a commissary, a common room, a library/study, a hot spring room, and a couple more labs just for good measure."
"And, like I said before," Kim added, "those extra labs can be easily converted into bedrooms."
"Muy bonito!" Zita breathed, glancing around at the scenery. "Wait, did you just say hot spring?"
Shego grinned. "It was always a part of my contract with Doctor D. Every lair had to have one. Honestly, my ability to escape to its warm comforts was the one thing keeping me from mutilating the blue idiot at times."
"And it does feel good," Kim agreed, smiling mischievously at the others.
"Well, guys," Monique yawned, stepping forward. "I hate to be a party pooper, but I haven't slept since 7am yesterday. And that was Mountain time... this is Pacific. I think I'll just crash on one of the barrack bunks and worry about my room tomorrow."
"I don't blame you, 'Nique," Shego nodded as she motioned the dark-skinned beauty down the hallway. "My healing factor is probably the only reason I'm still on my feet right now. Let me show you where the barrack is at and get you some bedding. Then I think I'll hit the hot spring myself. Anyone care to join me?"
"Actually, Shego," Kim replied, taking Zita by the arm, "I was wondering if Zita and I could take the hovercraft down to the village for a supply run."
"Que?" Zita asked curiously. A nudge and a grin from Kim got her back into the game. "Oh! Yeah, you know, in case there's only enough food for you and Kim here and all that."
"That's actually a good idea," Shego nodded. "Okay, you two make sure not to get any scratches on my hovercraft. And behave."
"Yes, Shego," both Kim and Zita chorused, smiling impishly. The two of them then ran back to the elevator.
"That'll give me a chance to unload Monique's, Zita's, and my stuff off of the Firebird," Felix said, nodding to Shego. "With the recent upgrades to my wheelchair, that'll be a cinch."
"Thank you, Renton," Shego nodded. She watched at her new chief engineer rolled up to the elevator and accompanied the girls upstairs.
"Now, about your bunk," Shego said, turning to Monique.
A very tired looking Monique smiled gratefully at her new boss.
A few hours later, Shego sat in the soothing, hot waters of the indoor hot spring. This one was especially elaborate, which Shego appreciated. It felt more like a Japanese garden and a natural hot spring combined into one. Soft new age music wafted through the room, adding yet another layer of calm to the atmosphere.
Shego closed her eyes and smiled. This was one of the few rooms within which she could truly relax if Drakken was actively pursuing a mad scheme to take over the world. During those times, she was the only one allowed in this room. Not even Drakken would go inside. Now, Shego was sharing the lair with three other women. She was going to have to learn to share.
Damn, the things I do for my Princess, Shego thought to herself.
Shego couldn't help but laugh out loud at that thought. With everyone else women, Felix Renton had that whole anime harem thing going on. Good thing Kim and Shego were absolutely devoted to each other and Felix and Zita were absolutely devoted to each other. And Shego suspected Monique would never think of getting between any of them.
We need to find someone for poor 'Nique, Shego thought to herself. I wonder what her tastes are.
Shego's mind then wandered over the last couple of hours. Kim and Zita left on that supply run. Shego was worried about Kim. Kim had been awake for nearly as long as Monique. Shego's healing factor countered the lactic acid buildup that some scientists believed caused fatigue, so Shego could carry on without sleep for longer periods of time. But Kim must be running on fumes right now. Shego hoped she'd be okay.
While the girls were gone, Felix unloaded the Firebird just as he promised he'd do. Shego felt somewhat bad about leaving a handicapped person to do the major grunt work. But Felix had a sharp mind and knew just the right way to use his tricked-out wheelchair to get the job done quickly. At the one point at which she did try to help, Shego quickly learned that she was just getting into Felix's way. Not only did he unload his, Zita's, and Monique's stuff, he delivered all of the goods to the appropriate rooms (his and Zita's stuff to Kim's old suite and Monique's stuff to the lab room that Shego decided would become Monique's room). He even packed up all of Kim's stuff from her old suite and moved it to Shego's suite.
Shego was going to enjoy having Felix here.
Suddenly, Shego smelled something in the air. It smelled very, very good. And it reminded the ex-villainess that she had not ate since right before dropping Monique off at her parents' house to collect her stuff.
Shego rose out of the hot spring and dried herself off. She was in a bikini swimsuit, so she grabbed a nearby robe and draped it over her body. Normally, she wouldn't have cared—Felix was the only man in the group, after all. But she didn't want to make either Felix or Zita uncomfortable.
At least, not until the teasing could be taken in good humor and fun.
It was a short, brisk walk from the hot spring room to the commissary. As she stepped inside, she saw Felix and Monique sitting at the table that Kim and Shego always sat at, watching Zita as she scurried about the kitchenette area.
Shego stepped up to the table and glanced at Monique with concern. "You doing okay, 'Nique?"
Monique nodded tiredly. "I got a couple of hours sleep. I'm still exhausted. But Felix is right. If I don't eat now, I'll feel like ass when I do wake up."
"Just trying to take care of my girls," Felix smiled playfully, eliciting a giggle from the kitchenette.
"So, what's on the menu tonight, beautiful lady?" Shego asked, turning to Zita.
"For Felix, Mo', and me, it's beef stroganoff with baby carrots, a side salad, and grape juice to wash it down," Zita replied, taking a moment to stir whatever was in the pot on the stovetop.
"Sound deli...," Shego started to respond. She then paused. "Wait. That's for just you three? What about me and Kimmie?"
Zita then turned to Shego, spatula in hand, sporting a grin that seemed to scream out that she was privy to some sort of inside joke. "Go back to your room, chica. You'll see."
Monique couldn't suppress a giggle, which made Shego worry even more.
"Wow," Shego said, laughing nervously. "I invite a bunch of people into my home and their first order of business is to send me to my room."
Felix smiled reassuringly. "Trust us, Shego. You'll like this."
"Um, okay," Shego drawled, turning to leave the room.
It better not be like this every night, Shego thought to herself. Or me and Kimmie are having words.
Shego walked into the living room of her suite, still trying to decide if she should feel dejected, angry, confused, or just plain hungry. That beef stroganoff sounded absolutely divine, and Shego was starving.
The ex-villainess stopped in her tracks as she took in the sight in front of her.
Two throw pillows had been placed strategically across from each other by the generously sized coffee table, which itself was covered by a beautiful Oriental silk tablecloth. A single stemmed candle sat, lit, in the center of the table. Dinner settings for two people surrounded the candle. The overhead lights were dimmed down low, allowing not only that candle, but the several other candles lit around the room to cast a warm, flickering cascade of light around the room. Soft, romantic music was flowing easily through the room.
"Welcome home, sweetheart," came a voice from off to the side.
Shego glanced and saw her Princess. The redhead stood there, dressed simply in a silk blouse and slacks that somehow made her look even more stunning than she already was. In each hand, which were both clothed in oven mitts, she held a casserole dish.
"Kimmie?" Shego asked breathlessly, suddenly feeling very underdressed.
"I remember you telling me one time your favorite foods were curry dishes," Kim replied, her soft, pleasant voice somehow sending delightful chills down Shego's spine. "So while we were out, I stopped by a Thai cafe in the village and picked up some food. We'll start off with coconut curried mussels and a rose petal salad. Our main course with be red curry chicken with jasmine-scented rice. And, for desert, I have the fixings for fried bananas. We'll be making those together." Kim then looked at Shego with a mischievous grin. "There's even chocolate sauce and whipped cream for that."
Shego's heart melted right there on the spot. Kimmie seemed to have put a lot of thought into this. The coordinated dishes, the romantic setting, the way she dressed. It was all too perfect. Shego really did love her curry. And she was starting to love Kimmie even more... if that were even possible.
Then again, it seemed to be as they say... Anything is possible for a Possible.
Kim strolled over and carefully placed the casserole dishes on the table. Shego took a moment to consider Kim's ass with a smile, since the hero had gone to all of the trouble of bending at the waist to set the dishes down.
"You are going all out tonight, eh, Princess," Shego said, finally finding her voice.
Kim turned around to look at Shego, walking over to the ex-villainess and crossing her arms across the back of the ex-villainess' shoulders. "I did tell you that I would be negotiating for my place to sleep tonight, did I not?"
Shego grinned a toothy grin. "Oh, Kimmie, I think you're doing a splendid job so far."
Kim leaned in and whispered huskily in Shego's ear, "Just wait. It gets better. I know it's a couple of days early, but... Happy Valentine's Day, my love."
Before Shego could say anything, Kim's lips began to play teasingly on Shego's earlobe and down the side of her neck. Shego's eyes fluttered shut as she leaned her head back, allowing Kim to kiss gently across the side of Shego's neck. Kim's hands trailed gently across Shego's shoulders and down the front of Shego's robe. Kim's fingers laced firmly into the lapels of the robe, allowing Kim to kiss and lick gently down past Shego's collarbone and...
"Gyah!" Shego gasped, finally finding the willpower to push Kim slightly away. She smiled weakly at the hero, hoping that it would indicate that Shego was not mad at her. The playful look in Kim's eyes and smile told Shego that she need not have worried. "Dinner, Cupcake. Let's... let's eat dinner."
Kim smiled mischievously. "Let's."
Kim collapsed onto the bed, exhausted and dripping with sweat. The afterglow coursing through her body was overwhelming. Tonight had to have been one of the most spectacularly wonderful nights of her life.
New Year's Eve took an extremely close second place, given that it was profoundly romantic and had opened up the doors to the journey that had ultimately led to tonight.
But Kim had never enjoyed sex with another person before. Even by herself, Kim had never really felt the need to pleasure herself.
Tonight made Kim wonder what the hell she had been thinking, waiting this long.
Kim glanced over at Shego. The wicked, evil, green-hued woman had made Kim reach her peak several times... more often than Kim had thought possible. But the glazed look in Shego's eyes spoke volumes about Kim's ability to give as good as she got.
Shego was clearly the more experienced lover. What had shocked Kim the most had been the trick that Shego pulled with her plasma. The ex-villainess had draped both of their bodies in a shroud of plasma. Kim then felt something akin to a hundred heating pads performing a tantric massage across her entire body. Kim would learn later that Shego had learned to focus during lovemaking so that her plasma could form dozens of tiny motes of heat, just hot enough to warm the skin pleasantly. With that and Shego's very experienced fingers, the sensations had catapulted Kim into her first few climaxes. From the way Shego was reacting to Kim's convulsions, the ex-villainess must have been getting rather turned on by the sight.
Not to be outdone, Kim had explored every inch of Shego's body with her fingers, her lips, and her tongue. Shego had been surprised at how boldly Kim had tasted around her entire body, setting off one chain reaction after another in spite of her inexperience. Feeling a warm tongue in certain places for the first time in over a year had nearly caused Shego to black out from the resulting climax.
And the caution with which Kim had tasted... there... for the very first time had been ridiculously cute.
Now the two of them lay on the bed together, gazing into each other's eyes. Despite their half-lidded, fluttered appearances, their eyes had an intensity that spoke volumes about the love for each other that they were continuing to explore. And there was something profoundly erotic about the eyes...
Kim's naked body convulsed suddenly, an aftershock of the plethora of climaxes she had enjoyed.
Shego chuckled softly at the sight, causing Kim to smile and chuckle in return. Propping herself up on one elbow, Shego gazed down at her Princess. "So, it was that good, eh?"
Kim took a moment to catch her breath before responding. "Shego, why did I make you wait so long for that? Oh, my God, why did I make myself wait for it?"
"Because," Shego replied with a soft, gentle seriousness. "When you love, you love with every fiber of your being. I've noticed that about you. Your missions. Your fights with me. Your friends. And Ron. You're never half-assed about anything, Pumpkin. Especially not with who you give your heart to. You had to be ready to move on from Ron before you could come to me. And I hope that you're the same way about me, God forbid something should ever happen to me."
Kim nodded as she felt Shego trace an affectionate finger around her chest. "You're right, Shego. Now that I'm ready to move forward with life, I've given everything to you. Everything except for that one portion of myself that will always belong to Ron. And I had to be ready to do it before I could. Thank you for waiting for me."
Shego leaned down and kissed Kim on the forehead. "Princess, you were already well worth the wait even before tonight. Why do you think I so easily accepted your friends into my home?"
"True dat," Kim smiled. She brought a hand up to caress Shego's cheek before leaning up to kiss Shego deeply on the lips.
After they broke the kiss, Shego grinned wicked. "Now, come here."
"Oh?" Kim asked, intrigued, as she snuggled in closer.
"Now it's time to sleep," Shego sighed contentedly, wrapping an arm around Kim's body. "And I think you did quite a good job negotiating for the privilege to sleep here."
Kim smiled warmly as she turned slightly, allowing Shego to spoon her from behind. Closing her eyes, Kim quickly drifted off to sleep, a smile on her face and a pleasant dream in her mind. Pulling the young redhead in close, Shego settled in and quickly fell asleep herself.
Neither Kim nor Shego would wake up for nearly twelve hours. Neither of them wanted an excuse to leave each other's arms.
[END CHAPTER THIRTEEN]