Disclaimer: I don't own Kim Possible. I only own myself when my wife tells me so.

Author's Notes: Bonnie needs sex. That is what she said. Whether it is truly for the emotional attachment, or the chemical rush, or the physical sensation remains to be seen.

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Ron and Bonnie were hand in hand going to their respective lockers. The normal crowds parted for them out of the fear of the wrath of Bonnie and the uncertainness of who they used to consider a hanger on. Bonnie and Ron heard snippets of whispered rumors while walking in the halls. They were from the mild level of Brick tripping and falling and Ron helping him up to Ron and Bonnie taking out the entire football team in a scene that would have done Tarantino proud.

By the time, that they had finished at Ron's locker and were at the gym, they were barely holding in their snickers. Upon entering the gym, they let loose and both had a belly laugh. They regained some composure when they saw half of the squad looking at them. The composure was soon broken by restrained snickers as they sat down on the bleachers.

"I need to go change; will you be okay out here?"

"I don't have much choice. I don't think the rest of the squad would like me in there with you. And them…"

"I wouldn't like you in there with them either."

"Possessive much?"

"Only when it comes down to whom you see naked. I know I said something about cheering for you without panties, but how about a ballet with out anything. See you in a bit."

Bonnie left an open mouthed brain froze Ron as she went into the dressing room. Slowly his mental clutch depressed and his brain was able to slip back into gear. A moan slowly escaped his throat at the thought of Bonnie dancing for him. We have got to get Bonnie off of grounding. Ron thought of the talk that he had with his dad. The 'advice' that he had given him was safely hidden in his nightstand. His head was arguing a losing battle with all points lower. His heart was saying yes because he loved Bonnie, and well, other parts were saying yes because he had heard what she could do.

A small timid voice slowly escaped from his lips, "If she asks again, the answer is yes."

"If who asks what, Ron?" perked up Kim.

"Oh, KP, nothing… well something. Just something that Bonnie and I were talking about. No concern, really."

"Uh huh, Ron, I can imagine. You don't look like that when it is no concern. What's up?"

"Just something between Bonnie and me, Kim. It's a relationship thing. You understand. There are lots of things that you don't talk to me about you and Mankey."

"Okay, Ron. Amp down a bit will you? Sorry I asked. Just thought I could offer you some advice. I have more experience at this kind of stuff than you."

Ron's brain shifted out of gear again and tried to grind back into gear with her in the Bonnie position and a silent scream drove the image out of his head. "For Josh's sake I hope not, unless he wants to be the youngest astronaut in American History."

"Ron, what are you talking about?"

"Let's just say that Bonnie prefers more of a physical relationship than you."

"Well, I wouldn't say that. I mean with the save the world thing and martial arts…"

"Kim, you missed my point. Think softer physical. Think couples alone." Kim's face started to get her 'I'm thinking' look to it. "Think…"

"Intimate," added Bonnie in a whisper to her ear from behind.

Kim did a slight jump strait up and came down with an open mouth. "Sorry, K, didn't mean to startle you but I didn't think you wanted to let everyone know. By the way, do you have a ride home already?"

Kim nodded, "Josh is going to take me home since the shopping trip got cancelled."

"Don't remind me. But there is next time. So, are we ready to practice?"

"Yeah, the tape is cued so all we need to do is run through it a couple of five times and we can call it a day. Ron watch for the cue to start."

"Let's do this!" Bonnie shouted to the group of girls just milling around. Bonnie looked over her shoulder as she walked away from Ron, "Guess I won't be getting that sweaty at practice today, Ron-Ron." She winked at him and blew a kiss as she got into position.

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The practice went quickly. Ron had to stop watching the routine because every time Bonnie saw him looking at her she would tease him and throw off the rhythm of the group. Kim got peeved at the two and made Ron turn around threatening to put his nose in the corner again. This along with his 'What?' look brought laughter from the rest of the squad. Soon after that, the routine was up to Kim's approval and practice was over.

Bonnie slid in behind Ron and locked her feet under the next row of seats so she wouldn't fall. "Let me go change and we can bolt."

"Aren't you going to shower?"

"Was thinking about no. Why, do I smell?"

"You smell good."

"Then let me change. Practice was shorter than was scheduled so I don't have to be home for an hour or so."

Ron turned his head around to kiss her lips. After the short kiss, she slid her feet from there hold and rolled back into splits on the floor. Bonnie smiled and winked at him as she stood up by pulling her legs together slowly. As she walked away, she thrust her bottom towards Ron making her skirt flip just enough for him to catch sight of her panties.

Even though she was the last one into the locker room, she was the first one out. Instead of her dress, she was wearing a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt that clung to her sweaty body. Ron stared at her as she approached him. Her hips were swaying more than normal. Her eyes were drilling into his chest? No, he realized that it was lower that she was looking at. As she approached, he noticed that her breasts were bouncing more than normal.

When she reached him, it was as her entire body hugged him as she dropped her cheer duffle bag. "So, why don't we go somewhere that we won't be disturbed?" There was a playful pout on her lips.

Softly his answer came out, "Yes."