~o0o~
Kim's bedroom door quietly closed behind her, and she leaned against it, her head gently bumping on the wooden surface.
She sighed heavily.
What is going on with me? she asked herself. Her thoughts were all over the place, and her usually brilliant intellect was a blurred mess. She slid her hands out from behind her, staring at her fingers. They were still tingling. Without thought, her tongue ran over her lips. She knew she was still giddy from the fight and besting Shego, but it was also more than that. They had always fought hard, countering each other's moves. More of a dance by the end than a real fight. Today's, though, that had been different.
Dammit, she's got me sooo off-balance! It's all to do with that k-kiss, and how she smells, and- and everything about her. She smiled shyly. Yes, she's... beautiful, she silently and openly admitted to herself at last. Between the island, yesterday, and this morning, she could hardly hide from that awareness. And th-that green skin makes her look absolutely perfect... Gosh darnit, it does!
She slid slowly to the floor, elbows on knees, chin in hands.
Well, so what if I think she's attractive? Th-There's nothing wrong with finding her so? It doesn't have to mean anything, right? I think lots of people are gorgeous and stunning to look at. Heck, what about cheerleading in high school? We'd all be considered good-looking, and that meant nothing! So why- WHY do I get so worked up over her?
More than that, why did she have the strong urge to hold onto her and not let go?
Do I- Do I... LIKE her?
The silent question hung in the air.
Gaaaawd, she has me so confused, Kim thought as she ran her hands through her hair, then resting them in her lap. I'm not into girls, am I? She bit her lip in trepidation. Do I... really like her like... that?
Her head snapped up as a yell drifted up from downstairs, the raised voices of her brothers breaking through her swirling thoughts.
I- I... don't know if I DO like her like... that, but- A loud crash rolled up the stairs, pulling her away from her own dilemma. Tweebs!
With a low groan, she stood to her feet and headed downstairs. She could indulge in the luxury of analyzing her feelings later. Right now, she needed to save the house from her brothers.
~o0o~
Jim and Tim were standing in the middle of the lounge and arguing at the top of their voices as Kim walked in. Apparently, they were differing over how to solve some complex equation for their plasma experiment. She winced as Tim raised his voice even higher, her headache returning.
"Hey, can you sorta keep it down? My heads throbbing."
"Sorry, sis," they both said at once, "this idiot wanted to-" As one, they leaped at each other, rolling around on the floor as they continued to argue.
Tweebs! She sighed as she rolled her eyes at her brothers. I bet the media would have a field day if they ever watched our surveillance tapes. Tapes! Her eyes flicked upwards to where she knew her brothers hidden cameras were. She smiled a sly smile. I might not know who I like at the moment, but I do know something else I want to find out. Let's see what Mom and Shego agreed too about me.
When her brothers next rolled into range, she braced herself on her crutch, and a deftly placed foot flipped Jim up and onto the sofa. He was quickly followed by Tim, who landed on the other end of the same sofa.
"Hey! We were brainstorming," Jim said.
"Normal scientific discussions don't involve broken lamps," Kim said as she pointed at the shattered remains. "Now, before I make you clean this mess up, can you bring up your personal surveillance tapes from Friday?"
Their faces went blank. "Not cool, sis, you know we can't," Tim said.
"Um, why?"
"You know why. Coming into our room and wiping the hard drive," Jim said.
"What? Of course I didn't. I've not been in your room in months. Tweeb zone and all."
"Doesn't explain why our hard drive is wiped," Tim said as he sat forward, arms crossed.
"And why everything that happened over the weekend wasn't recorded," Jim said as he sat forward, arms crossed.
Kim's mind clicked. "Shego!"
"Shego was in our room?"
"Cool!"
"What!? If I go anywhere near your room you scream murder, but if Shego actually enters, you think that's great?"
"What can we say, Sis."
"Shego's hot."
Yeah, she is, Kim silently agreed. Her heart skipped a beat at the acknowledgement, and there was no doubt in her mind anymore. She almost sat down at the revelation, but realized she needed some solitude to process everything. With a quick wave of her hand at the smashed lamp, she escaped to Shego's room, closing and locking the door behind her.
I LIKE Shego.
She barely acknowledged the hot pink comforter and matching pillow set her mom had put on the bed at her request.
I LIKE Shego.
Walking over to her bed, she sat down, her thoughts swirling.
I LIKE Shego.
Faux, Kimmie, and her own experiences, had opened her eyes to the possibilities of what life had to offer. She had never been conventional, especially with her extra-curricular activities of fighting super-villains. So why should she conform to wanting to be with a man? In her own mind, she knew she had always admired the female form, but she had never been attracted to any of them - until Shego, at least. And it was only Shego. She still felt no connection to any other girl.
I guess- I guess this means I'm not a- a lesbian? she thought tentatively, a wave of guilty relief washing through her. But... I- I know I like her. There was no escaping her feelings and the fact that Shego was really, really, obviously female. She collapsed backwards onto the bed, staring at the ceiling.
She's special to me, and I like her. Where could this lead? Where do I want it to lead?
It was world changing, life changing, and she closed her eyes and let her thoughts drift to Shego. There was so much too process, and not just her own feelings on the matter. What about the image she portrayed to the world? Would all the people that called on her for help still do so? How would they react? Would they ever trust her again, have anything to do with her? And her life would change, there was no doubt about that. Above all the worries, there was her concern for Shego.
She's so damaged and delicate at the moment, and everything between us is still so new. She sighed, knowing where this was going. It would be selfish of her to put her own wants and needs ahead of their budding friendship. She was not going to ruin everything with an admission of her feelings. What they had, the bond that was forming, was far more important than her own thoughts and desires.
I can't tell her how I feel. I don't want to risk driving her away... like Ron. With a forlorn sigh, she folded her hands on her waist, the fantasy of Shego drifting away.
Besides, could I ever really go down on... She went a lovely shade of red at the thought. While she knew the rough mechanics, it's not something she had ever really dwelled upon. Her oral fantasies had always been of a warm, hard cock in her mouth as she pleasured her partner. But on a girl? Now that was something more.
Why am I thinking about having s-sex with her?! W-We haven't even had a proper date orrr kiss!
As the sensual feeling of that kiss stormed to mind, she remembered the island and the silhouette of a very naked Shego. She was transfixed by how easy it was to just get lost in everything about her. Shego's body was a masterpiece, and she admired it with a hunger she didn't know she possessed. Those lips, those eyes, and that wonderfully long and addictive hair with its impossible hints of green.
"Beautiful..." she murmured, her eyes closing as the sexy image took hold.
~o0o~
Just friends, that's all! Kim thought as she walked out of Shego's room. The best thing I can do is just pretend this never happened. I've crushed on guys in high school without them knowing. I can do this.
She paused at the base of the stairs, adjusting Shego's change of clothes that was hanging over her arm. Satisfied with her grip, she limped up to her room, a guilty smile on her face. If Shego was going to rib her about changing her look, then she was going to return the favor.
It'll do her good, she thought, glancing down at the borrowed apparel.
She stopped on the landing and knocked on her bedroom door. After waiting a few seconds for politeness, she turned the handle and walked in.
As expected, Shego was still in the shower, but what she had not counted on was the sound of singing drifting out of the bathroom. She paused in her endeavors, closing her eyes to soak up the mournful aria. The delightful song was in Italian, and going by her past experiences, pitch perfect. Shego seemed to be pouring all her emotions into the song, and as she descended into a new verse, Kim swallowed down the sudden lump in her throat.
She sighed and opened her eyes. Don't worry, you're not alone. With a gentle shake of her head, she neatly laid out the clothes on the bed.
Well, this'll be interesting, Kim thought as she closed her bedroom door behind her. She sat down on the steps, her back against the door, and awaited the fireworks.
~o0o~
Shego stepped out of the shower feeling very relaxed. Kim had been right. Dammit! A shower had been the best thing for her. She grabbed one of the pale blue towels and wrapped it around herself and, with a happy smile, sat down on the bathroom counter. Leaning back, she enjoyed the moment. It had been far too long since she had touched herself. She had forgotten the wonderful mix of ecstasy and delirious madness it brought. As an added bonus, there were now a pair of melted handprints in the tiled floor to go along with her claw marks.
That she had fantasized about being fucked senseless by Kim, she was going to have to live with. The fantasy had come out of nowhere, spurred on by Kim's playfulness. Next time, she would find some other girl to think about, someone less dangerous to her emotional psyche.
She let out a contented sigh as she lazily rolled her head to the side, barely seeing anything through the steamy bathroom. She had - only just - managed to stop herself from exploding as she reached her climax. Still, her spiking body temperature had instantly vaporized the hot water into steam as her orgasm ripped through her.
With a really happy sigh, she slowly leaned forwards. Running her flaming hands through her hair, and filling the already steamy bathroom with more. Her hair dry, she reached for her clothes, only to come up empty handed.
Umm, what?
Her clothes which had been left on the counter, were gone.
What...? She gently shook her head, focusing her thoughts. She didn't? She glanced at the bathroom door, then back down at the vacant benchtop. How did- Kim had somehow snuck in and out without her noticing, taking her clothes in the process.
All right, Princess, what're you up to?
The door to the bathroom cracked open and Shego glanced around the bedroom, no obvious sign of Kim. She slipped out soundlessly and made her way around the room, checking for any hidden redhead's. With her circuit complete, and no Kim in sight, she paid attention to the clothes laid out on the bed. She blinked, and looked again. The almost sheer and lacy underwear was definitely hers, but the ivory garter belt, suspenders, and stockings were not. Neither was the figure-hugging, jade green top or the tight, cream colored skirt. The dark green, knee high boots - her own - were the final touch to the ensemble.
She's not honestly expecting me to wear that? I'm not some bloody Barbie doll for her to dress up! Or to ogle? a part of her mind whispered back.
~o0o~
Still wrapped in just a small, pale blue towel, Shego stomped over to the bedroom door. She yanked it open and yelled, "KIMMI-"
"Hey, what's up?" Kim replied. She was still sitting on the stairs, and as she turned to look up at Shego, her face was the very picture of innocence. Wow! she thought, her eyes wide in awe. Shego was barely covered in one of her small blue towels, and she could feel the blood rushing to her ears as she strained to keep her gaze fixed firmly upon Shego's face.
Shego rallied tremendously, and glared at her. "If you think I'm going to wear that." She angrily pointed back at the clothes on the bed. "Then you've got another thing coming."
"Why, whatever's the matter?" Kim replied in her meekest voice, barely keeping her smile in check.
"The matter?" Shego snapped, her hands on hips, foot tapping on the soft carpet. "Don't give me that." She turned away, and strode back into the room. "Get in here!" she growled back over her shoulder.
Ohhh wow...! Kim thought, admiring the wonderful view as Shego walked away. Her body was still damp from the shower, and the only thing between Kim and everything was a thin layer of the finest cotton. She could not take her eyes off the sight. Shego's well-toned legs glistened as she moved, and as Kim's gaze drifted higher, she bit her lip at the sexy, swaying curve of Shego's backside.
A low rumble came from somewhere deep in Kim's chest, shocking her.
Gawwwd, I've got it bad. It seemed the floodgates had opened now that she had acknowledged her attraction to Shego. Everything about that pale green body was causing her to tingle in the nicest way. She closed her eyes and sighed, slowly easing herself to her feet. If only you weren't so hurting. If our friendship didn't mean so much more to me than anything else. If, if, if! She opened her eyes and limped into the room, intent on occupying the space at Shego's side.
Just friends, remember?
She stopped beside Shego, her gaze locked onto the smooth skin of her neck and shoulders. She couldn't help but stare, her eyes drifting down to the wonderful view of pale green cleavage afforded by the towel. Shego's physique was … impressive, to say the least. Her hands itched to touch the skin on display and even the well-rounded parts that were barely covered.
"Okay, Possible, where're my clothes," Shego growled as she turned, waving her arm to encompass the room.
"I said I'd get you some fresh ones," Kim said, smiling impishly at Shego, a faint blush to her cheeks. "And I did."
"Ha, ha, very funny," Shego deadpanned. "Now, I'm giving you one chance to get me something else to wear before I resort too tickling to get my way."
"Really? Are you sure?" Kim clasped her hands behind her back. "I asked a friend what's fashionable at the moment, and this is what we came up with." She nodded at the clothes on the bed. "But if you're not up to it, then... I guess I'll wear them?"
One... Kim counted off in her head.
She unclasped her hands and turned towards the bed.
Two...
She reached out to pick up the skirt.
Thr-
A pale green hand shot out, gently wrapping itself around Kim's wrist. She looked up, an eyebrow raised in question even as she silently cheered.
"Who?" Shego demanded softly.
"Monique, my friend who's studying fashion, remember?" Kim sat down on the bed, her fingers idly playing with the edges of the skirt. "I thought you'd need something special to wear since we're going to La Maison de Cher. So I called Mo up and asked for her help." And if I had any ulterior motives in asking her to dress you up nice and sexy like, I'm sure I don't know what I'm talking about. "Oh, and we're picking her up on the way. I got in lotsa trouble last time for going there without her." Even though it was for a mission. She shuddered at the memory of Monique's reaction when she had found out that they had gone there without her.
Shego stared at her, and Kim could almost hear the gears working away in her head. She was not worried, she knew she had won. There was no way Shego was going to refuse, not now with her offering to wear them. Though, as a mischievous smile played across Shego's lips, Kim felt a faint flutter of doubt.
"All right, Cupcake, we'll do it your way," she said in a voice that was far too reasonable, clearly up to something.
She reached out and plucked the cream skirt from Kim's fingers, and tossed it back onto the bed. Then, Kim got her unspoken wish. Like Aphrodite rising from the waves, Shego's perfect form was laid bare before her as she loosened her towel and let it casually drop to the floor.
… Went Kim's thoughts.
~o0o~
Shego busied herself with getting dressed, oblivious to Kim's mental derailment.
Kim's mind was currently unable to formulate any kind of coherency, let alone thought. With no self-control, her eyes trailed up and down Shego's statuesque form. She took in her full, soft breasts and dark green nipples, down past the toned belly, the flare of her hips, and the smooth, shaven mound of her sex.
Kim managed to squeeze her eyes shut as a haze of desire rose within her.
To the thundering sound of her own beating heart, she licked her dry lips and swallowed. Trying to bring some moisture to the suddenly parched recesses of her throat. Her painful injuries and medications may be inhibiting her libido, but with what she had just witnessed, they were fighting a losing battle. Her chest fluttered as desire burned her skin. This hunger for Shego was unlike anything she had ever experienced. It almost felt physical. She glanced at the bathroom, clearly no time to sequester herself and relieve the blossoming heat between her legs. She bit her lip, using one of her many meditational techniques to quash her raging hormones, or libido, or whatever else was involved.
"I-" She coughed, her throat still dry. "I really liked your singing, it was beautiful. Just like you. There was a pause in the dressing sounds from behind, Shego obviously deciding whether to snap at the personal question or ignore it.
"It was my dad's favorite opera. He got me to sing it all the time at family gatherings."
Uh... went Kim at Shego's unexpected and open revelation from her past. And not just any part, her family. "Which-"
"It was from L'Orfeide by Malipiero. Dad always loved to talk about how he had been there in Düsseldorf for its first complete performance."
Kim decided she must have done something very right in the last few days for the gods to be smiling upon her so. Not only had she been granted a vision of loveliness as Shego disrobed, but now she was being treated to parts of her past.
Keep her talking, she yelled at herself. "I don't recognize the name?"
"I shouldn't think so, I doubt you covered classical Italian opera while at school?" As Kim listened, Shego's voice moved across the room behind her. "Your friend's good, but it's still missing something. It neeeds..."
To the sound of drawers opening and closing, Kim turned around. Shego was over next to her wardrobe, delving through its contents. She could only stare, surprised there was no drool coming out of the corner of her mouth. Shego naked was mind-blowing, but Shego dressed up in those clothes, well, she was a vision of sex in motion.
"Now where was it...?" Shego muttered as she continued to search.
Geez, get a grip. I'm acting like I've never crushed on anyone before, Kim chastised herself.
"Ah-ha! Yes." Shego crowed, pulling something out of the wardrobe.
Kim stood up and willed herself forwards. Her fingers itched to touch Shego's soft skin again, to run her hands through that silky hair. To feel the wonderful warmth that emanated from her body. With a forlorn sigh, she watched as Shego turned towards the floor length mirror and attached a plain green choker around her neck.
"There we go, Pumpkin, whatya think?" Her gaze caught Kim's in the mirror, an eyebrow raised in question.
Be cool, just friends, remember? Kim thought. "I think you look fantastic," she gushed. She sensed the unspoken "Doy" hanging in the air as Shego turned around, hands on hips.
"Well, that's me taken care of," Shego said, looking Kim up and down. "Now, let's go shopping and do it all too you."
~o0o~
Kim followed Shego downstairs and out into their front yard. She was disappointed that they were not going to be riding back to the Omega Lair to pick up their transportation. In fact, their ride was coming to them.
At least I've got your phone number now. No more running and hiding for you, Kim thought as she watched Shego pull out her phone and key in a series of numbers.
"Our carriage will be here in five minutes, Princess."
Kim nodded in understanding as she leaned against the front door. She marshaled her thoughts, eager to see if she could get Shego to talk some more. Unfortunately, she was forestalled in her endeavors by her kimmunicator.
Beep... Bee... Beep. Beep.
Beep... Bee... Beep. Beep.
Kim's dexterous fingers whipped the device out, her thumb moving to press connect. Her eyes went wide as Shego moved up behind, warm hands falling lightly on her shoulders.
"What's Nerdlinger wants now?" Shego muttered, her words rumbling through Kim.
Uh...
Beep... Bee... Beep. Beep.
Beep... Bee... Beep. Beep.
"You going to answer that?" Shego asked as she gently squeezed Kim's shoulders.
"Uh- Yeah, sure. Sorry, you startled me is all."
Beep... Bee... Beep. Beep.
Beep... Bee... Beep. Beep.
"Why, Pumpkin, if I'd known that such a simple gesture would throw you off balance." She stroked Kim's shoulders with her fingers. "I'd have done it years ago."
"Ohhh, get over yourself," Kim replied as she pressed connect, a grin on her face at the memories Shego had invoked.
"Hey, Kim. Shego," Wade said, his face filling the screen.
"Hey, Wade, what's the sitch?"
"I just called to see how you two were doing, and-"
"She's fine," Shego drawled, stepping closer, "I've got her well in hand for the day."
"Really, we're both fine," Kim said. She tightened her grip on the kimmunicator as Shego leaned over her shoulder. "In fact, we're about to go shopping at La Maison's."
"Umm, Kim, that's the world's ritziest mall-"
"I know, I know, but it's where we're going." She rolled her eyes. "Apparently, what Shego wants, she gets."
"Damn straight," Shego said, her warm breath caressing Kim's cheek.
Geez, I never realized how hard it was to be the good girl, Kim thought as she swallowed, her toes curling in her shoes. She came out of her light daze, realizing Wade had asked her something.
"Sorry, Wade, what?"
"I'll just transfer you some funds."
Kim felt the sudden interest from Shego at the mention of money. She glanced at her, then back to Wade. "Please and thank you, but just enough to-"
"No!" Shego stated, her voice firm. "I've got you covered, Kimmie. I'll be taking care of everything."
Kim was far too independent to let Shego pay for all her clothes, no matter how good it felt to have someone willing to splurge on her like that. "Shego, it'll be too much, I can't-"
"Too bad," Shego snapped as she controlled her temper. "I chose where we're going, so I get to do this." Kim turned with a frown on her face, just as a hovercraft landed in the front yard. Neither one of them moved towards it, barely even acknowledging that it was there.
Geez, does it mean that much to her? Kim wondered. She could sense Shego's irritation, recognizing that this was somehow important to her. "Fine, have it your way," she said, giving in.
"Oh, I plan to," Shego said mysteriously, a Cheshire Cat grin on her face. Without another word, she turned and headed to the waiting hovercraft.
Kim watched her go, the frown still on her face. She shook her head, clearing away her worried thoughts, and with a sigh, she looked down at her kimmunicator.
"Wade, you were going to mention something else?"
"Yeah, I wanted to give you an update on the Mrs. Pettigrew situation, but Shego will want to be-" He stopped as Shego's face appeared beside Kim's, her attention firmly on the screen.
"Go, Wade," Kim said.
"Well, Ladies, I entered what we knew about our mysterious intruder, and I then cross-referenced it with all national and international law enforcement agencies. After adding in my own filters, the results are rather alarming." He leaned forwards, his face serious. "I've come up with multiple reports from all around the world of relatively normal people committing crimes, and then mysteriously disappearing or dying. All occurring over the last six to twelve months."
"Sounds like our mysterious villain has been busy," Shego muttered. Kim nodded her head in agreement.
"Now, there's no way to accurately tell which were theirs, but we can extrapolate from what we've got and what we know about villains and their needs. Whoever this is, they're building up too something big and dangerously scary."
"The sort you'd use to take over the world," Kim said, a worried tone in her voice. "This isn't normal super-villain behavior, Wade. They don't resort to killing individuals. They're more the big picture kind of guys."
"Agreed," Wade and Shego both replied.
~o0o~