Location: Rockwaller Home

Time: 6:30 P.M

POV: Bonnie Rockwaller

"Ughh, this won't do either. I'm not going to a ball, Tara, I'm just going over to his house for dinner."

I told Tara who had a silk black dress held up to her chest.

"Oh come one, Bon. You won't wear anything casual, nothing for partying, and you won't wear anything formal. I just don't know what we're doing here."

She started pacing with frazzled hair.

"I need something that's casual, yet tasteful with sexy undertones. Something that says "yeah I'm here for dinner, but we could also go out, and I know your looking cause you want me." Tara."

I don't know why I'm putting so much effort into this situation, for Ron. I still didn't feel much for him in a romantic way, but my ego and body had to be satisfied. Painful as it was to admit to myself, it was absolutely true that, Stoppable…. Was the best in bed I'd ever had.

I liked doing dirty things, and finding someone willing to do them and do them well. which made him interesting. I wanted my hair pulled, I wanted a guy to fuck me then eat me out while I wring him dry. It felt good having someone lick the sweat from my body and biting me so people would know we fucked and what was mine was mine. Ron had given me that, he had money, and could fight his ass off when he wanted. Plus he was submissive yet demanding when I gave his leash some slack.

"Plus I still don't know what I'm going to do with him. I'm sure as hell not going to start dating him, but I like his attention. So it's left me second guessing myself."

Tara popped up at my side, giving my cheek a kiss then forming a heart with her hands.

"I haven't seen you this serious in a long time, Bon. If this goes well are you sure you don't want to try dating him?"

"Positive. He's okay, but we can't be seen together."

Tara sat down in a huff folding her hands.

"What now?"

"I'm not helping you anymore."

I turned to her in surprise.

"What? Why?"

"Because these are your feelings and you're confusing me and contradicting yourself. You can make better choices using your heart. So use it, just think of the way you want him to see you and go from there. I'll do what I know best and cheer for you here."

I groaned, and looked at my clothes. How did I want him to see me? I want him to see me as strong, sexy, yet smart and competent. I wanted him to desire me not for just my body but who I was.

"I want him to see me as I really am."

I muttered to myself.

"What was that, Bon."

"Nothing, I just figured it out."

Let's see if you can live up to my expectations, Ron.

Location: Stoppable Home

Time: 8:30 P.M

POV: Third Person

Ron was nervously pacing back and forth in his living room waiting for any sign of Bonnie's arrival. But since it had just turned the time for their date he felt sick, so much so he had to wipe the sweat from his palms on his pants. He nearly gave up on waiting until he heard the sound of a vehicle pulling into his drive way. He peak from his blinds and saw that it was cab and that a woman wearing a black kentucky derby wide brim straw summer floppy sun beach hat, which obscured her face.

She wore a pair of black split leather ankle strap high heels, a black and white leather buttoned skirt with silver buttons. Traveling up he took notice of her colored black O-Neck coat, and the white tank top that showed off just enough cleavage to tease. He closed his eyes and channeled his yang chi, not enough to boost his strength, but enough to increase his confidence. His body on it's own was leagues above what it was once before. Since it'd first changed to an athletic swimmer's build it'd stayed that way, but his mind was still unsteady. With the boost of confidence that came with yang chi Ron swallowed his nerves.

He was out of the door before she could fully exit the cab. He moved with a grace and speed that the human eye could barely perceive. To Bonnie it looked like he was gliding towards her with each step. Before she knew what to make of it, she was in his arms being carried bridle style with ease. He smiled down at her with a warmth in his eyes that she simply loved. She let out a chuckle as he kissed her cheek with fierce blush on his face.

She took notice of Ron's attire immediately. He wore a men's suit vest waistcoat party evening in style and a rustic brown color over top, a deep blue, and golden stitching silk men's long sleeve shirt with the first two buttons unfastened. Retro slim fit straight leg jeans, which did nothing to hide his package and a pair of brown edsul oxford shoes.

"You look as beautiful as always, Bonbon."

She leaned into his arms enjoying the romantic gesture and the feel of his body against her own.

"No shit, Ronnie. I'm a queen after all, now serve me and carry me to my meal, I'm hungry and-" She whispered into his ear. "If your food is any good, I'll feed you something special for dessert." At near full mass, Ron did as he was told and carried her inside. The two were so caught up in their moment they failed to notice the binoculars spying on them from across the street.

Location: Stoppable Home

Time: 8:35 P.M

POV: Rufus

My brother carried his mate through the threshold of the door, closing the door behind them with his foot. His mate seemed happy to have him carry her, all things considered, this evening had great potential for the two of them. My brother had finally found another to share his passion and colorful expressive nature. He'd been left without love or affection, the only source of love he truly had was that of sister Kim Possible's mother, Madam Ann. Upon meeting my brother I lived with the belief that he was always the way he was. It wasn't until he slowly revealed his capabilities did I understand.

His child-like behavior, immaturity and seeming lack of self awareness were born out of a need for love that he did not receive from his mother. It had unfortunately cost him the affections of Sister Kim, but with this new, no doubt short term mate, he was finally blossoming with into the man he had buried for too long. From a respectful distance I watched them. I had prepared him as best I could, now it was simply up to him to convey his desires.

He sat her down gently, making sure her feet touched the ground before letting her out of his arms. The ambiance was ideal for seduction needed for human mating. The lights were low, candles were lit releasing the subtle floral scent of lavender. Both my brother and his mate while interested in the other, were releasing stress hormones. I took notice of my brother's desire to kiss his mate, yet he did not act. I took notice of the repressed anxiety his mate seemed to be expressing through her body language. The female seemed to be expecting intimacy without the romance my brother wanted to offer her. I prayed he took notice, as I've noticed that humans craved the answers to questions they did not know.

"Please follow me, Bonbon."

He invited guiding her to the kitchen. Using my shinobi skills I became one with the shadows prepared to send my brother any advice he may require. Upon her entry I noticed her breathe catch in her throat when she took notice of the spread. My brother had prepared a new recipe of his own creation, lobster bisque made from fresh ingredients that had been repurposed as a pasta sauce, with home made tagliatelle pasta, perfectly centered in the lobster bisque sauce, topped with seared shrimp. On the plates to the side were 14 oz lobster tails with garnishes of roast garlic on the side. Center table was freshly baked garlic bread and two bottles of wine.

"Ron, this is…more than I expected."

My brother turned to her with a warm smile.

"Then that means I'm doing my job."

My brother lowered his voice to softly speak the words we practiced, as this was more or less what he felt in his heart. He cared for this woman, but did not love her, and neither did she him but he craved her touch and longed to see things through to end. At my insistence I told him keep the truth of his confession of his love from her. Instead I told him to start a new, and it was time for him do just that.

"I know you don't love me, Bonnie and I'm okay with that. I'm not doing this because I want to sleep with again, or because I think I could make you fall in love with me. I… I want to do this because I like the way you make me feel, and I want to treat you the way a lover should. I'm okay with no one knowing about us, as long as this is enough for you. You're not the type of woman I can make happy all the time, but for as long as I can, I want to Bonnie."

His mate closed the space between their bodies, placing her arms around his shoulders. A happy look on her face.

"Look, Ron. I've been in some shifty relationships recently and you're… well you're the palette cleanser I needed. I am just here to use you, when we fucked at the Tipton, it was pretty good. So good I don't think I'd need Molly for you to make cum. I will leave when someone decent comes along, but for now I'll promise you two things: firstly I won't be sleeping with anyone else for as long as this goes on, secondly I will tell you when that time comes before I move forward into a real relationship. You're a good guy, and I really do like you, but we're too different people. As happy as you make me feel sometimes, I'm not the woman for you in the long term."

My brother surprised us both when he leaned in and kissed her on the lips gently.

"Sounds like music to my ears. I don't know where this will end, but I'm happy to walk down it with you."

Ron paused.

"Wait a second, did you take Molly when…Ya'know?"

His mate seemed amused.

"What's wrong, Ron? Afraid you might not be as good as you think you are?"

Ron blushed.

"N-no… even if I were, I have time to prove myself wrong."

My brother said in half hearted laugh. This only seemed to make her laugh harder.

"You're cute, Ronnie. We can fuck now and skip the meal if you want to prove yourself to me?"

He gazed at her softly.

"Later tonight I'll definitely take my time worshipping your body, Bon, but right now I want to spoil you. Before that though, you aren't on Molly now are you?"

My brother's mate pursed her lips in a pout.

"And if I were would you send me home lusting?"

My brother's smile faltered. She kissed his cheek.

"It's sweet of you to care, Ron, but I'm a big girl. Plus I only had one left in my purse after some loser left me hanging. It fell out of my purse at hotel, so don't worry about me, okay."

She said with a slight upward curl of her lips. I could sense her anxiety hormones vanish with the progression of their conversation. She was becoming more comfortable around my brother.

"Um, I think I may have taken it….I had a really bad headache and looked in your pursue for more advil and I found something and took it. I think the paramedic tried to stop me but….yeah…."

My brother's mate's jaw hit the floor, then she burst into mad laughter!

"T-that's what he was trying to tell me! Hahaha haha, wow I needed this laugh! Now I really want to see what your like on your own."

She leaned forward, bitting his upper lip.

"Now I think I need to prove myself. You'd better be able to keep up."

My brother blushed madly.

"For you, Bonnie, I can go all night long."

She kissed my brother warmly on the lips.

"Come on, let's eat, we're going to need the energy. Also, do these wines pair well with whatever you made."

Ron nodded quickly.

"The white pairs best but I got a red in case you were a red person, and I have a none alcoholic sparkling apple and grape if you prefer that."

She took his hand, guiding him to the table.

"Take a seat, I'll pour your wine. It's the least I can do after you set this up."

With a sway of her hips walked towards the sink finding the bottle opener and opening the wine. I nodded giving them their privacy. They were to mate soon and I couldn't be more proud of my brother.

Location: Stoppable Home

Time: 9:00 P.M

POV: Third person

The meal was absolutely divine, creamy, rich and full of flavor. The wine had been crisp and easily glided down the throat. After finishing their meal they were treating each other to desert. Bonnie had her arms and legs wrapped around Ron's body. The two were lost in their lust and hunger for one another, Ron carried here up to his parents room, and kicked the door in. According to Rufus his parents had purchased a new bed before they left and that it had been purchased with his naco royalties check. His mind drowned in alcohol, lust and the yang chi he was manifesting within him malicious desire. A dark part of his mind figured if his money had been used to purchase the bed then he had a right to break it in first.

He laid her on bed then reached down and removed his shirt. His lean form shocked Bonnie who did not remember him looking this good, as she licked her lips with desire, he took hold of her hips unfastening her skirt and removing the clothes.

Bonnie let out an excited yelp of surprise. She tossed her overcoats off in time for Ron to take hold of her throat firmly with his right hand and trail kisses down her neck. He stopped when noticed the fading hickey on her neck left from the last time that had lain with one another and kissed it gently taking care not bruise it further.

Bonnie moaned softly as he kissed her skin softly. Ron felt terrible as he glanced at it, she deserved better than what he did to her. He needed to let her know that while they were together he was serious about her, and thusly, a primal part of him roared to leave a mark upon her that represented what they had. He licked the hickey before gently biting the delicate skim softly and sucking upon it. Her scent, and the taste of the salt of her sweat drove him mad to the point of him becoming deaf to her cries of pleasure and pain.

The pain she felt was trumped by the ecstasy she felt as he took from her what he wanted. He released his hold on her throat they made eye contact, conveying their shared lust and her acceptance of his actions as he traveled further south. He pushed her top up exposing her navel before kissing the exposed flesh then lapping the sweat from her belly to her count. He sucked through the thin fabric of her black thong.

"Mmm, you damn octopus. Get in there and eat your desert."

Hearing this Ron captured the fabric in his mouth pulling back using his lips to remove the fabric keeping him from savoring his lover. Bonnie's legs were shaking while she watched her FWB treat her like the beauty she knew her self to be. His mouth closed around her femininity kissing her rose lips before deepening it and getting a better taste of her. Ron was a lover of many things, and the taste of Bonnie was truly one of them now. He worked his tongue in circular fashion before withdrawing and focusing on her tinder bud.

"Ahhh….Ronnie, i-it's so good…."

She whimpered as her world began to blur and the lightheaded sensation of an orgasm enraptured her. He lapped up her essence greedily savoring the taste of her as tossed in his hands. He released her from his grasp and reached down to unbuckle his pants freeing himself from the confines of the restrictive clothing. He teased her rubbing his manhood against her slit locked eyes with her then slowly made her body his home.

"Aaaahhhh."

She moaned quietly covering her mouth with her hands to keep in a cry of overwhelming pleasure, her body was on fire, and the sensitivity caused by her recent orgasm had turned her to putty. She quivered powerlessness underneath him while he placed her legs on his shoulders.

"This time, I'll show you why I'm better."

"Ron….?"

He moved back then slammed his cock as deep into as possible. Unlike the first time the two had fucked his mind was free of pain, the delirium of a concussion and blinding desire brought on by drugs. For all of the bravado he expressed, he was still his simple nervous self, and for him this was his true first time. If he hadn't been able to harness his yang chi Bonnie would see the nervous mess he was desperate to hide from her. He'd never felt anything quite like this before, the tip of his dick felt her heat, moisture and caress.

It was mind blowing, all he knew was pleasure as he lost himself in her, moving his hips faster and faster drunk with pleasure and lost in teal eyes. The room was flooded with the sound of the two moaning, and crying out which each clap of their bodies.

"B-bonnie, you're so g-good….dammit!"

He quickened his pace craving more of her.

"Shit! Ooohhh, you're so deep….mmm. Ronnie! Say it! Tell me you love you, it's okay, Ronnie!"

She wanted to hear him say it. To know that he cared so deeply for her that he'd do anything to keep her in his life, that she could draw the most powerful of emotions from another. To know that she was worth loving, that her sisters and father that had discarded her were wrong. To say that Ron was shocked would an understatement, his chest tightened and a lump formed in his throat. To hide this he kissed her lips tenderly before whispering into her ear.

"I love you, Bonnie."

He said warmly fighting to keep the pain from his voice. He looked her in her eyes with all the affection he could muster.

"I want to make you, happy, and keep you as close as I can, for as long as you want me. Because I am yours…"

Ron felt a more than a spot of guilt for what he had said. He liked Bonnie, maybe even one day he could say it was the truth but now, he just felt pain. She was beautiful, smart, assertive, and powerful. Seeing her lust, feeling her touch was…life changing. Ron honestly didn't want to let her go, he did want her love him and he her. He wanted to be loved and love another. He increased his pace feeling a pressure build he knew what was coming and tightened his hold on her, pressing her further into the deck chair position.

"B-Bonnie, I'm gonna—"

"INSIDE!"

"I plan on it!"

A blush formed on her as she watched his face switch through so many emotions before settling on one she recognized as longing. She squealed in delight as he kissed her deeply sending her crashing into ecstasy, coming as he creamier her.

"That felt so good, baby…"

She cooed gently gazing at him as he moved away gazing at her with hunger and yearning.

"Yeah, and we're just getting started. Bonnie, turn over and put your ass out. I want to trying."

He said trying to hide his nervous voice but failed miserably, smiling to herself, she turned around presenting herself to him, shaking her ass from side to side.

"Go ahead, Ronnie. Do what you like."

Ron took a deep breathe building his confidence for what he was going to do next. He laid her face down putting his right hand on the back of her neck and with his second hand he took by her wrist bent her arm, turning it up behind her back. Placing her in the downward dog position.

"So you finally want to fuck me like a slut, huh, Ronnie?"

He looked at her teasing face with a serious expression.

"No, I want to take you and make you mine. I did a little research on the best positions to drive a woman wild."

Bonnie's heart raced as she felt him prod at her womanhood.

"Then do it, Ronnie. Drive me wild."

Needing no further invitation he dived into her tight pussy, pushing deeper and deeper until he felt her cervix press against his cock. Every time she breathed he felt her cervix suck on the tip of his dick. He started thrusting firing off like a piston addicted to this pleasure he experienced, nothing before had been like this. He lost control of himself as his primal instincts took over and he fucked her as hard and fast as he could. Bonnie was locked in a silent scream of pleasure as he fucked her deeply.

"OOOoooohhh!"

She whined losing control of her voice as he took her body. She came after ten minutes of the hard fuck, crying out as he came inside her again. This time however he didn't stop or slow down, the room was filled with her confused raptured cries.

"RON! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEE! PLEEEAASE! OOH….FUUUUCCCCK!"

"MINE, I NEED TO HEAR YOU SAY IT! I SAY YOUR MINE, AND THIS DICK IS YOURS."

Enthralled by his commands and lost in pleasure she gave in immediately.

"YES, IT'S YOURS, I'M YOURS, RONNIE!"

She cried as he pressed her down harder getting ready to cum again inside her. Bonnie drooled from the corners of her mouth she became blind to the world mumbling incoherently as they came with one another. A pressure released itself that Bonnie had never experienced before, leading her to squirt on him and the bed. Ron released her, turned her on her back then pulling her close to share a kiss. After a few moments the two broke off the kiss and Bonnie hid her face in his chest. He rubbed her back while he held her close.

"You're an asshole, Stoppable."

She heard his heart pick up pace after hearing her voice her thoughts.

"Why? D-did I do something wrong, Bonnie?"

She groaned.

"It's embarrassing."

"What is, Bonnie?"

She sighed.

"Squirting, you asshole."

"Oh, that? Why? I read about that being a Gooding thing?"

She punched him in his floating rip lightly.

"Do you even know what squirting is? It's when the pleasure is so extreme we loss control of our bodies and cum while ejecting urine. It's embarrassing to pee on someone, Jerk. If you tell anyone about this I'll kill you."

Ron leaned forward and kissed her forehead.

"I promise I won't tell anyone. But I don't think it's gross at all, it's something natural, in fact I think it's kinda cute. Plus, I guess I've proved myself, so I don't really mind, Bonnie. I just want to be able to bring as much joy to you as you do to me. Before this started I was in a dark place and I'd do anything repay that, Bonbon."

She laughed in his chest before looking up at him.

"You're gross, Stoppable. You're lucky I like you."

He blushed.

"Yes, yes I am."

They shared a gaze merely enjoying the other's presence before Bonnie spoke up again.

"Are you still hard, Ronnie?"

Ron gulped nervously.

"I… yeah."

"So, think you can go all night?"

She asked with lustful glint in her eye.

"For you, BonBon; Anything."

They shared another kiss and returned to enjoying each other's warmth."

Location: Possible Home

Time: 8:55 P.M

POV: Monique

I couldn't believe my eyes. Ron, our Ron, had a date. I didn't get a look at her face but I knee the girl had class. Now it all made sense, Ron had found someone to spend his time with and they seemed like they had gotten close.

"That explains the new clothes."

I said to myself as I waited for the twins to set up their spy drone so that I could get the whole spill. It wasn't that I didn't want to let him keep his privacy, but a part of me was concerned. Once I knew he wasn't with someone that would hurt I'd let it go. Ron was sensitive, loyal and a naïve guy, and I couldn't leave him hanging.

"All right, how's it coming along Q one and two?"

They smiled at each other before producing a miniature robot.

"Say hello to flutter-fly."

Jim said with pride.

"A micro-bot scaled down to the size of an actual lady bug. It's state of the art stealth technology, with HD cameras."

"And microphone capable of picking up isolated sound wave up to a quarter mile."

I gave a whistle.

"Cool, how do I fly?"

"You don't—" Jim replied with a smirk.

"We will with this." Tim said holding up a remote. "It's super complex to operate."

"And if you're not careful it could get eaten by a bird." Jim said with a sad shake of his hand.

"We've lost a lot of flutter-flies that way." Tim said like he was remembering something painful. "We're going to be watching on the TV in the living room."

"It's HD and we never get to use it." Jim said.

"Plus it has surround sound." Tim finished.

It took the two of them 15 minutes to set it up and another 15 minutes to fly the drone into Ron's place. The robot flew in through the chimney and came out in the living room, the twins checked the kitchen first, where there were two bottles of empty wine and two empty plates. They turned on the microphones and picked up on a noise coming from upstairs. They checked Ron's room first and no one, but his parents room was kicked open. The sounds started to sound familiar as it got closer, my mind immediately jumped to the possibility of getting an eye full of Mr. and Mrs. Stoppable going at it. Before I could stop them to my utter shock I saw Ron with an unknown woman, until I heard her voice coming in on the speakers.

"Yes, Right there Ronnie! You're fucking me so good, baby!"

"Bonnie! I love you, I fuckin' love you!"

I looked back over to see the twins gawking at what they were seeing. Ron Stoppable was fucking Bonnie Rockwaller standing over his parents bed. I leapt up and quickly turned off the TV before Amy more could be seen.

"WTF!"

"Monique, what was that?"

The Possible matriarch asked out loud with a glare!

"OMG, Mrs. Possible, I can explain."

Red in the face she stormed over and grabbed my hand. Pulling me away from the twins and into the kitchen.

"Well, I'm listening."

"I just… I wanted to check on Ron and make sure he was okay 'cause he was acting weird so I asked the twins for help and I….didn't know he was having sex with Bonnie Rockwaller the school bully! I really did want to make sure he was okay, I swear I didn't mean to ruin the boys innocence."

She calmed down and let out a sigh.

"I was worried too. And I have to admit that knowing he's moved on from Kimmy makes me happy and a little sad. Don't worry about the boy's innocent they have internet and they're geniuses so they've seen worse by now. I promise to forget about this if you don't say a word to Kim. They need space from one another for awhile. I know the relationship begin my daughter and this Bonnie is contentious, but whatever is happening between her and Ron, he needs this."

Mouth fell open, then slammed shut.

"Okay, Mrs.Dr.P."

It was going to be a long week.

A/N: Well that's the chapter, there will be another three parts before part 2 kicks in. Also, at some point I'll have to edit the pervious parts so that I can fix the numerous grammatical errors. I started this as an exercise to take the stress of school off me. So till next time.