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A follow-up to bcbdrums's "Date," with permission. I think it's in her "Little Ones" collection.

Care For You

Drakken woke up feeling warm and content. As he blinked at the bedroom ceiling though, something suddenly felt amiss. His brow furrowed as he struggled to determine what it might be, but realizing his left side was warmer than his right began to clue him in.

He vaguely took in the bathrobe he wore and the bed sheet pulled carelessly only as far as his knees before his eyes followed Shego's green leg draped across his body up to the blue and black hem of her skimpy negligee. He swallowed anxiously as he took a moment to glance at the empty food tray before his eyes moved back to her and he realized he had fallen asleep the night before.

He set his hand on Shego's arm where it was lain over his chest, her hand holding his shoulder. He felt terribly guilty for falling asleep, but the emotion was mediated as his eyes traveled past the revealing garment she wore to her face. She was smiling broadly in her sleep, and seemed as content as he'd felt upon waking. Perhaps the crime wasn't so dreadful after all.

As he let his eyes travel down from her face again and he recalled her tender and soothing touches from the night before, he felt a stirring warmth in his nether regions that he found difficult to ignore. He began lightly stroking Shego's thigh with his fingertips as he considered his options…

Waking her from a clearly content sleep would be rude, he decided. But other ways to wake her began crossing his mind… He tugged the hem of her negligee down, as it had slid upward in sleep and was already revealing the secret beauty beneath. He considered laying her on her back and moving his face beneath the hem, to tease and entice her to wakefulness with very deliberately placed licks and kisses. She shook his head against the idea after a few moments of devilish thought, as he realized he would not want to be woken in such a way.

He considered also attending her top half instead, but unfortunately the negligee wasn't like most; rather than being low-cut and revealing, it was a Chinese collar, which meant the garment had some sort of fastening in the back to remove it. He let his hand ghost over her breasts as he contemplated if he should proceed in that direction. But he also realized he'd not want to be woken up that way either.

He had just settled upon giving Shego gentle kisses to see if that would do the trick, when she shifted slightly. A soft, contented hum sounded from within her throat as her leg and arm wrapped further around him. He resumed the massage of her leg, letting his hand trail up beneath the hem of of the negligee to squeeze her bare rear at times. Meanwhile his eyes remained on her face.

As the moments passed, she let out a more lucid-sounding hum and her hand on his arm slid up to his neck. Drakken smiled as she sleepily began to blink at him. Her smile grew, and her fingers ran tiredly under his chin before she dropped them to his chest.

"Good morning," she said softly, shifting to cuddle closer. As if it was even possible.

"Hi," was his simple response as he never faltered in rubbing her leg.

Shego's smile though, did, and he was concerned as she briefly looked less enthused upon waking. His thoughts of how to get her negligee off vanished as he stared into her eyes.

"Shego?"

"How did you sleep?" she asked, ignoring his question.

He thought a moment. "Very well."

Her grin broadened. "Good."

Her hand still lay limp on his chest while his continued massaging her leg. When he let his hand drift up to her rear again the light in her eyes faded further.

"What's wrong?" he asked, shifting his head to watch her a bit more.

"Nothing," she said, her brow rising slightly at the question.

He pursed his lips for a moment and decided to press. "You look...worried about something."

Shego frowned lightly, but he barely got to see it as suddenly she pushed away to sit up, her leg moving off of him as she stretched and yawned. He looked at the way her hair was mussed and still just as beautiful as it fell over her shoulders.

"How's your experiment?" she asked, blinking down at him.

Drakken's eyes widened as his thoughts flew back to the experiment he'd left running the night prior in the lab. Those particular samples would be ruined. But– He suddenly realized Shego was saddened by the prospect of his departure. He'd become distracted by the experiment and missed their date, and then her small attempt at recovery the next night–because he'd lost an entire day and night–had ended with his abruptly falling asleep. He had gotten a meal and a massage. What had she gotten?

"Troublesome," he said as he too pushed himself upright. But only enough to take her by the elbows to guide her back down with him. "But it can wait."

Shego looked surprised, and then delighted at the turn of events. Her eyes shone with adoration as he ran his hands up her arms to her shoulders.

"Now...how do I get this thing off you?"

Shego chuckled lightly, and she surprised him by whirling around to straddle him backwards, her rear on his stomach. She flipped her hair over her shoulder revealing delicate buttons that seemed very impractical for that style of garment, but he set to work undoing them anyway. And then he felt the familiar warmth of her hand slinking beneath his robe at his crotch. He grinned as he hastened to undo the buttons.

"So what's so important about that experiment?" she asked.

Drakken finally got to the last button.

"Turn around," he said perhaps too harshly, earning him raised brows and a smirk of amusement when she did. He pulled the fabric of the negligee from her shoulders, just enough to reveal her breasts. He stared for too long a moment before looking up to where she was biting her lip and grinning almost shyly. When she turned around her hand had ceased its action, but he didn't mind. His hands behind her back gently guided her to lean forward, but she resisted the pull.

"Wait," she said, and he let her go and watched as she used both hands to pull the negligee up over her hand and off. Drakken grinned as she tossed it aside. He only made it as far as leaning up on his elbows before she was undoing his robe for him, and then his expression grew thoughtful as he sat up. He propped pillows up behind him against the headboard and shifted to sit up and lean back. Shego's grin broadened as she tugged his robe away and tossed it down to the foot of the bed.

"Come here," Drakken said, opening his arms to her. She slid back over his legs and pressed against him, beginning to rub heated flesh together as he greedily grabbed and suckled on her breasts.

"Oh," she said haltingly as his attentions aroused her. Her hips rocked more firmly and her fingernails dug into his scalp as he continued to claim her flesh. It wasn't long before her actions had him ready, and he grunted against her flesh as he started scooting down to lay on his back again. She aided by moving to her hands and knees, and he leaned up to kiss her breasts, chasing after them as she backed away.

When he had lain down, she straddled him again but reached back to pull the bed sheet up to her shoulders like a cape. Drakken grabbed her hips and held them in place as he settled himself, and then slid his hands up her back to pull her down to his chest.

"Mmmh," she hummed happily when their lips met in a warm kiss, and seconds later he felt one of her hands stretch back to put an end to their foreplay. "Oh. Ohh..."

Her soft hums and 'ohs' of affirmation made him smile as she cuddled into him as he slowly made love to her. He kneaded her rear for several minutes as he savored every second, every sensation. And then the memory of the previous night had him slide his hands up her back beneath the bed sheet and he began massaging her neck and shoulders.

"Ooh..." she said before drawing her breath in on a hiss. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders and she placed a soft kiss on his face where hers rested next to his on the pillow.

Drakken chuckled softly. "How's dessert?"

Her eyes fluttered open and slowly focused on his, her smile broad and content.

"Worth the wait," she said, setting one of her hands on his cheek. He moved one hand to cover it briefly before resuming the massage of her shoulders. He watched her eyes fall closed again and he grinned as he continued their steady rhythm. He silently agreed with her, as he let himself fall into the bliss of being one with her–definitely worth the wait.