YAY more cliche titles. lol Sorry for the short chapter, I am sick, but still wanted to get some thing up since everyone went through the trouble of reading my work.
Kim tried to compose herself, and after several seconds she walked through the recently opened door. She was so internal focused at the words she had just heard, she walked directly into the taller man. An eerily familiar smile crossed his face, that irritating purr of a voice ringing through her mental shield. "Not very coordinated are you kid? If you plan on surviving on your won, I could have my woman teach you some techniques for keeping your balance. She used to be a cheerleader, back before the great storm." It was getting harder and harder to not to punch this guy in the face. There was no way this could be Ron, not in any world, or any place. How could her loving, somewhat ditzy best friend be replaced with the snide, murdering ass that still smirked at her. No, no way. The grin left his face and after another moment she realized that she had been staring at him. The beginings of anger were evident in his voice when he spoke next, though it still had a soothing thickness to it. "So what's your name kid? Or did you lose your voice after getting pissed at me for killing the people who are famous for doing a hell of alot worse to defenseless women."
Placing her hands on her hips, she took the most indignant expression to her face and tried in vain to keep the fire in her green eyes. She lost all shame, not even realizing the veiw of her small but firm breasts that she was showing."My name is Ki...."
Kim was interupted by another smirk on the face of the red and black haired man. At the same instant a scream of anger and all too apparent jealousy filled the room. "RON, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH A TOPLESS WOMAN IN OUR HOUSE!!" A girl in her mid twenties with ash brown hair and somewhat beady blue eyes stomped across the room from a doorway.
The teen hero didn't get much of a chance to explain before she had to dodge a slap across the face. Her breasts bounced wildly as she flipped backward, landing on one knee, one hand helping to support her sudden motion and the other standing straight to the side to keep her balance. Her eyes shot toward her atacker, only to be met with an unexpected sight. Ron had swept the woman around, his complete hand pressing softly against the small of her back, while the other cupped the side of her chin and neck. Thier eyes met, or atleast that is how it appeared, considering the guy's eyes were still not visible through the sunglasses. Softly he spoke, somehow his voice becoming even more soothing. It even calmed Kim, who it wasn't directed toward. "Now my love, you know I would never leave you for anyone. And if I ever cheated on you, I know you would have her hunt me down and kill me. I saved her from Klint and his idiots, they won't be doing anything around here anymore. Well, except the little bitch they dragged around. Someone asked me not to get rid of her. The young are so naive."
Thier lips locked for a moment, tongues intertwining into a knot within thier mouths. Kim walked toward them, covering her chest with crossed arms. Finaly pulling away from one another, the blue eyed woman smiled gently, wrapping her arms around his thick neck. "Maybe she is your conscience materialized. Oh, and speaking of our killer friend, Shego came by today. She wanted to know if you were up for some fun, she wasn't wearing much so I doubt she meant fighting this time."
Four hands moved of thier own accord, both people completely oblivious to thier observer, or perhaps they just didn't care. "What did you tell her my little candy?" His voice was becoming sickeningly sweeter with each word. Slowly, he leaned down and nuzzled his face to her neck.
"What do you think I told her," Her leg pushed to the side softly pressing the crevice between her legs against his thigh. "I haven't had any in two days, I told her to come back tomarrow and we could all three have some real fun. Tonight, though, you are all mine Ronny." She bit hard on his earlobe, drawing blood and eliciting a groan from her lover. A ripping sound was fallowed by two tanline free breasts falling from the shredded shirt and into calloused, glove covered hands. Groans erupted from either set of lips as they ppawed at each other like wild animals in heat.
Kim knew she had to find out what the hell was going on here, and though this scene was turning her on immensely, her ears had perked almost violently upon the name of one of her worst enemies. Clearing her throat softly, she waited almost a full minute before making an even louder sound to attempt to get thier attention. Stamping her foot, she placed one hand on the back of her head and the other on her hip, once again forgetting that she was topless. With her eyes shut in frustration, she had no idea that she was now getting the attention she had wanted, from both the woman and man. Smiling the brunett looked at the firm tits and watched for a moment before speaking. "Nice tits, how old are you kid?"
Kim couldn't tell weither she was more surprised that the woman had spoken to her in such a way or angery for being called "Kid" again today. Ron spoke up before she had the chance to decide. "Her name is Ki, and way to young for you. Besides what makes you think you will have any energy left after me and Shego get done with your ass tomarrow. You won't be able to move, let alone convince the girl into having fun with you. Why don't you get her a shirt Bonnie, and I will make up the guest room until she leaves, or finds somehwere else to sleep."Kim's one time cheerleading rival left the room, stripping her own shirt and throwing it at the man in the sunglasses. She made no attempt to cover her own supple breasts as she went in search of two new shirts. Ron smiled, knowing what she would say before it even excaped her lips. " I sewed the last one, it's our turn." With that, he tossed the fabric over his shoulder and onto a previously unnoticed couch behind him. "Wait here Ki, Bonnie will be right back with something to cover those little things." A sarcastic smirk covered his face as he left the room, in the opposite direction where Bonnie had.
Kim sat on the couch, feeling as if she was going to erupt in anger and frustration. An awful yellow covered the walls and floor tiles in the small room where she sat. There were three exits, one on either side and the third was the one she and her "protector" had entered in the first place. A combonation living room, enterance hall, the only furnature was the couch she ast on and a small tv, across from her. Several moments later, Bonnie came back in wearing a sports bra and carrying an oversized t-shirt in one hand. Tossing the garment to Kim, the older woman smirked softly. "This is Ron's, sorry but all mine too tight for someone as modest as you seem. Your like 16 right? I was uptight when I was your age too, sexual frustration really. That is getting taken care of on a regular basis now though." An ever so slight blush formed on her face as several dirty thoughts popped into her head, concerning the two people she commonly shared a bed with. Just as many thoughts were forming in Kim's mind and both women squirmed slightly as Ron's voice sent a shiver through the familiar itch making itself known between thier legs. Kim began to think she had lost her mind, or was being drugged or gassed, either way it was sending her hormones into overdrive.
"The room is set, I am taking a shower. I will be out in a few minutes." His voice drifted in from one of the ajoining rooms.
After a moment of waiting Bonnie shouted out, "You better change that ratty old shirt you jackass, or you aren't getting anything tonight." Grumbling was fallowed by the wound of water pouring down. Stepping quickly, the brunnet motioned for the red head to come with her as she led her from the room. Kim made no protest, still trying to comprehed all that she had heard, which was far more then her mind could take right now. She had only been conscience a few hours and still she felt exhausted. Before they had even gotten to the guest room, Bonnie had taken off her sports bra and was undoing her jeans, leaving her in only panties by the time they made it there. The room was small, no door and a large bed with a dresser built into the headboard. Moving behind her, she gave Kim a gentle push, forcing her onto the bed. "If you will excuse me kid, I believe I am going to take a shower. See ya."
The words esccaped from her lips before she knew what she was saying, "How many showers do you have?" Quickly she decided that if asked, she would say she wanted to take one herself. Though she knew the answer before it was even spoken.
With a mischevious wink the older girl replied, "One silly."
Ok, next chapter gets all lemony. Say it with me, YAY LEMONS. Thank everyone for reviewing.
Latta
Kim tried to compose herself, and after several seconds she walked through the recently opened door. She was so internal focused at the words she had just heard, she walked directly into the taller man. An eerily familiar smile crossed his face, that irritating purr of a voice ringing through her mental shield. "Not very coordinated are you kid? If you plan on surviving on your won, I could have my woman teach you some techniques for keeping your balance. She used to be a cheerleader, back before the great storm." It was getting harder and harder to not to punch this guy in the face. There was no way this could be Ron, not in any world, or any place. How could her loving, somewhat ditzy best friend be replaced with the snide, murdering ass that still smirked at her. No, no way. The grin left his face and after another moment she realized that she had been staring at him. The beginings of anger were evident in his voice when he spoke next, though it still had a soothing thickness to it. "So what's your name kid? Or did you lose your voice after getting pissed at me for killing the people who are famous for doing a hell of alot worse to defenseless women."
Placing her hands on her hips, she took the most indignant expression to her face and tried in vain to keep the fire in her green eyes. She lost all shame, not even realizing the veiw of her small but firm breasts that she was showing."My name is Ki...."
Kim was interupted by another smirk on the face of the red and black haired man. At the same instant a scream of anger and all too apparent jealousy filled the room. "RON, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH A TOPLESS WOMAN IN OUR HOUSE!!" A girl in her mid twenties with ash brown hair and somewhat beady blue eyes stomped across the room from a doorway.
The teen hero didn't get much of a chance to explain before she had to dodge a slap across the face. Her breasts bounced wildly as she flipped backward, landing on one knee, one hand helping to support her sudden motion and the other standing straight to the side to keep her balance. Her eyes shot toward her atacker, only to be met with an unexpected sight. Ron had swept the woman around, his complete hand pressing softly against the small of her back, while the other cupped the side of her chin and neck. Thier eyes met, or atleast that is how it appeared, considering the guy's eyes were still not visible through the sunglasses. Softly he spoke, somehow his voice becoming even more soothing. It even calmed Kim, who it wasn't directed toward. "Now my love, you know I would never leave you for anyone. And if I ever cheated on you, I know you would have her hunt me down and kill me. I saved her from Klint and his idiots, they won't be doing anything around here anymore. Well, except the little bitch they dragged around. Someone asked me not to get rid of her. The young are so naive."
Thier lips locked for a moment, tongues intertwining into a knot within thier mouths. Kim walked toward them, covering her chest with crossed arms. Finaly pulling away from one another, the blue eyed woman smiled gently, wrapping her arms around his thick neck. "Maybe she is your conscience materialized. Oh, and speaking of our killer friend, Shego came by today. She wanted to know if you were up for some fun, she wasn't wearing much so I doubt she meant fighting this time."
Four hands moved of thier own accord, both people completely oblivious to thier observer, or perhaps they just didn't care. "What did you tell her my little candy?" His voice was becoming sickeningly sweeter with each word. Slowly, he leaned down and nuzzled his face to her neck.
"What do you think I told her," Her leg pushed to the side softly pressing the crevice between her legs against his thigh. "I haven't had any in two days, I told her to come back tomarrow and we could all three have some real fun. Tonight, though, you are all mine Ronny." She bit hard on his earlobe, drawing blood and eliciting a groan from her lover. A ripping sound was fallowed by two tanline free breasts falling from the shredded shirt and into calloused, glove covered hands. Groans erupted from either set of lips as they ppawed at each other like wild animals in heat.
Kim knew she had to find out what the hell was going on here, and though this scene was turning her on immensely, her ears had perked almost violently upon the name of one of her worst enemies. Clearing her throat softly, she waited almost a full minute before making an even louder sound to attempt to get thier attention. Stamping her foot, she placed one hand on the back of her head and the other on her hip, once again forgetting that she was topless. With her eyes shut in frustration, she had no idea that she was now getting the attention she had wanted, from both the woman and man. Smiling the brunett looked at the firm tits and watched for a moment before speaking. "Nice tits, how old are you kid?"
Kim couldn't tell weither she was more surprised that the woman had spoken to her in such a way or angery for being called "Kid" again today. Ron spoke up before she had the chance to decide. "Her name is Ki, and way to young for you. Besides what makes you think you will have any energy left after me and Shego get done with your ass tomarrow. You won't be able to move, let alone convince the girl into having fun with you. Why don't you get her a shirt Bonnie, and I will make up the guest room until she leaves, or finds somehwere else to sleep."Kim's one time cheerleading rival left the room, stripping her own shirt and throwing it at the man in the sunglasses. She made no attempt to cover her own supple breasts as she went in search of two new shirts. Ron smiled, knowing what she would say before it even excaped her lips. " I sewed the last one, it's our turn." With that, he tossed the fabric over his shoulder and onto a previously unnoticed couch behind him. "Wait here Ki, Bonnie will be right back with something to cover those little things." A sarcastic smirk covered his face as he left the room, in the opposite direction where Bonnie had.
Kim sat on the couch, feeling as if she was going to erupt in anger and frustration. An awful yellow covered the walls and floor tiles in the small room where she sat. There were three exits, one on either side and the third was the one she and her "protector" had entered in the first place. A combonation living room, enterance hall, the only furnature was the couch she ast on and a small tv, across from her. Several moments later, Bonnie came back in wearing a sports bra and carrying an oversized t-shirt in one hand. Tossing the garment to Kim, the older woman smirked softly. "This is Ron's, sorry but all mine too tight for someone as modest as you seem. Your like 16 right? I was uptight when I was your age too, sexual frustration really. That is getting taken care of on a regular basis now though." An ever so slight blush formed on her face as several dirty thoughts popped into her head, concerning the two people she commonly shared a bed with. Just as many thoughts were forming in Kim's mind and both women squirmed slightly as Ron's voice sent a shiver through the familiar itch making itself known between thier legs. Kim began to think she had lost her mind, or was being drugged or gassed, either way it was sending her hormones into overdrive.
"The room is set, I am taking a shower. I will be out in a few minutes." His voice drifted in from one of the ajoining rooms.
After a moment of waiting Bonnie shouted out, "You better change that ratty old shirt you jackass, or you aren't getting anything tonight." Grumbling was fallowed by the wound of water pouring down. Stepping quickly, the brunnet motioned for the red head to come with her as she led her from the room. Kim made no protest, still trying to comprehed all that she had heard, which was far more then her mind could take right now. She had only been conscience a few hours and still she felt exhausted. Before they had even gotten to the guest room, Bonnie had taken off her sports bra and was undoing her jeans, leaving her in only panties by the time they made it there. The room was small, no door and a large bed with a dresser built into the headboard. Moving behind her, she gave Kim a gentle push, forcing her onto the bed. "If you will excuse me kid, I believe I am going to take a shower. See ya."
The words esccaped from her lips before she knew what she was saying, "How many showers do you have?" Quickly she decided that if asked, she would say she wanted to take one herself. Though she knew the answer before it was even spoken.
With a mischevious wink the older girl replied, "One silly."
Ok, next chapter gets all lemony. Say it with me, YAY LEMONS. Thank everyone for reviewing.
Latta