Untainted Madness

This story takes place after "So the Drama".

Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible or any other characters and such and such.

Warning: This chapter contains a gratuitous sex scene. Reader discretion is advised.

Chapter 9

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Drakken's lair

Psygo stirred from his injury-induced sleep. He sat bolt upright in bed.

"SHEGO!" Psygo screamed, the first thing coming to his mind being the health of a certain green skinned thief.

Shego had been sleeping in the chair next to Psygo's bed. The sudden noise surprised her enough to knock her out of the chair and onto the floor. She quickly got back up and went to comfort Psygo.

"Psygo! I'm right here."

"Are you hurt? Did he get you?"

"No, I'm fine. Thanks to you."

Psygo noticed the slight drop in her voice and the look she was giving him. He recognized the look all too well from the number of female prison guards he had had.

"The others told you, didn't they?"

Shego nodded.

"Damn."

"What's the matter? I thought you wanted this kind of attention from me."

"Oh, trust me, I do. It's just that I was kinda planning something a little more romantic than this."

"Oh? Well, what did you have in mind?"

"I don't know. A little dinner, a little dancing. Hell, even flower and chocolates would have been a little better."

"I think I'd rather take the dinner and dancing, but if you have the chocolates, those'll do for now."

"I think we should focus on something a little more urgent for the moment."

"And what would that be?"

"Getting some food in me. I'm starving! How long was I out?"

"About three days. Come on, I'll make you something."

"Drakken can't cook?"

"Drakken couldn't cook in an easy bake oven."

Psygo laughed and got out of bed. He cringed a little from the pain that was still lingering from J-Go's attack. Shego helped Psygo out to the kitchen and sat him down at the table. She quickly got some ingredients together and put on a pink apron. Psygo laughed a little to himself, but Shego noticed.

"What's the matter?"

"Pink?"

"You got a problem with it?"

"Nope. It looks great."

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Drakken's lab

Waygo and Drakken sat on opposite sides of the worktable, each working on their own separate project.

"It's been a long time since I had resources like these." Waygo said, admiring the tools that were laid out before him.

Drakken looked up from the small device he was working on.

"Yes, it is quite impressive, isn't it?"

"It's unbelievable."

"What was your name again?"

"My name is Waygo."

"Well, Waygo, you have very good taste in scientific instruments."

"I should. I was a government scientist for fifteen years."

"Fifteen years? You wouldn't happen to remember any particular devices in there that would be of some use to me, would you?"

"Plenty. I've got all of the schematics right up here." Waygo said, tapping his head.

Drakken smiled.

"Waygo, I do believe this is the beginning of a wonderful friendship."

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Half an hour later in the kitchen

Shego sat amazed at the appetite she had just witnessed. Four eggs, six pancakes, three pieces of toast, eight strips of bacon, and a glass of orange juice had practically disappeared before her eyes.

Psygo wiped his mouth with a napkin and leaned back in his chair, much more full than he had been half an hour earlier.

"Damn, Shego. I don't know where you learned to cook, but you deserve your own show."

Shego was happy that he had enjoyed the meal, but was still amazed at how much he ate.

"So, what shall we do now?" Psygo asked, feeling more content than full.

"I can't think of anything right now. Maybe we should walk around a bit until we think of something."

"Sounds good to me. I need a little exercise after that three day nap."

Shego and Psygo walked out into the kitchen and were heading down the hallway when Shego spotted Vaigo walking down the hallway towards them. Suddenly, Shego knew exactly what she wanted to do. As Psygo waved to Vaigo, Shego suddenly pushed him up against the wall.

"Shego, what are yo…" was all that Psygo was able to get out before Shego's lips met his in a passionate kiss. Psygo's eyes went wide with shock, then he slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer, kissing her back with just as much passion.

Vaigo nearly burst into tears at what she saw, but she held them back and walked past the two. After she turned the corner, she ran back to the spare bedroom that she had claimed as her own. Vaigo fell onto the bed, crying.

"I can't believe it. Who does that bitch think she is? I'll teach her. Psygo is mine. I'll make sure of that even if it's the last thing I do." Vaigo cried to herself.

Psygo almost lost himself in the kiss. It seemed to last for an eternity. Their lips suddenly parted, each catching the breath they had been holding for that long moment. Psygo's dark black eyes met Shego's olive green eyes. Each could see the desire in the other's eyes. Psygo was the first to speak.

"So, your place or mine?"

Shego giggled inwardly and took Psygo's hand. She led him to her room and pushed him inside, locking the door after her.

Once they were inside, Shego jumped on Psygo, their lips meeting again. The force of the action knocked Psygo onto Shego's green bed. Shego got off of Psygo. Before he could protest, Shego began undoing the buttons of her catsuit, sliding her finger along the middle seem, the buttons popping undone as it did.

Psygo's eyes went wide when he found out that the only thing Shego wore under her catsuit was a pair of black panties. Black panties with "Bad Girl" written in green on the butt. Psygo got up and went to Shego, his hands caressing her breasts, playing with her nipples, which were only a slightly darker shade of green than the rest of her body. He kissed her, passionately and intently, then moved her closer and closer to the bed. Psygo removed his shirt as Shego slid under the covers, beckoning him to come and get her. Psygo wasted no time in fulfilling her request. He quickly moved under the covers with her and proceeded to plant little butterfly kisses down her neck. He moved slowly and gracefully, moving down to her breasts, then lower. Psygo disappeared under the covers, but returned shortly after to drop the black panties next to the bed.

Leego lay on the bed in one of the many spare rooms of the lair. A smile played across his face.

"Psygo, you impulsive little bastard."

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End Chapter 9

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Author's notes

Sorry to end it like that everybody, but I don't know how to write sex scenes too well yet. Also trying to work the other characters I came up with into the mix. So, Enjoy the story and please review.