This is my first fanfic and one of my first lemons, so please be kind. I'm still debating on a follow-up. Hope you enjoy.

This story takes place sometime late in their senior year, well after the events of So the Drama and soon before graduation.

You guys know the drill. . . these characters belong to Disney, not me. It's not my intention to take anything away from them, this is nothing more than a tribute of my affection for the stories, characters, and art of Kim Possible.

All to Herself

The family's gone, the lights are out, all forms of communication are dead. Good. A night all to herself.

She reached into her sock drawer and uncovered the shiny new dildo she had secretly purchased on her last trip to Japan. She was relieved to have a bit of time to herself while her partner was engrossed in some new video game not yet available in the U.S. She loved him so much, but wondered if he was ever going to grow up. She sighed. Maybe he wasn't meant to.

She wasn't into those kinds of games. She didn't have time for that anyway. Hell, she probably didn't have time to even think about doing what she was just about to do, but dammit, a girl has needs. She carefully looked over the dildo in her hand. She had played with herself before, but never in a way that involved penitration. The thought had excited her all the way home, making it one hell of a long trip.

What would it be like to get fucked? What would it be like if he was the one to do it? She felt this strange, heavy sensation in her heart. Her eyes were unfocused, her head weightless. She eased her way over to her bed and threw herself upon it.

As she lay there on her back, she imagined that he was next to her. Had he actually been there he'd probably be distracted by the thought of getting some food or asking some weird, random question. He annoyed her so much at times, but that was part of the reason she loved him. And as much as she loved playing leader and being the one control, she longed for him to be the one to initiate. So not likely. But yes, that would be so perfect. She sighed at the thought. While they were more than friends these days their relationship still wasn't where she wanted it to be.

They complimented each other so well and they both knew it, yet he wasn't ready for this level of intimacy just yet, of that much she was most certain. Lost in the thought of it all, she absent-mindedly rested her hands on her bare midriff. Her next thought made her flesh tingle: what would it feel like if he placed his hands there? What would his next move be?

She slowly slipped her hand under the short pink nightshirt and lightly graced the curve of her breasts. Her nipples tightened with anticipation. She looked down and could see her hands fumbling beneath the flimsy fabric. Gasping at the thought of his hands under her shirt instead of her own, she found her nipples and pinched them slightly.

Her face was growing hot and she could hardly breathe, but it felt so wonderful. She instinctively raised her knees up and spread them apart as she squeezed her breasts together. The rest of her body began to feel the heat as well, so she sat up to remove the shirt that clung to her chest. The open air felt delightful on her glistening skin. She placed a finger in her mouth to wet it and gently rubbed her right nipple with it. She wondered how close that might be to what his tongue would feel like. She tugged at it a little, trying to imagine his mouth happily lapping and sucking on it.

Damn, it was still hot. She arched her butt off the bed so she could pull her shorts and panties off in one fell swoop. Ah, much better. She flung them across the room. She brought her feet together and spread her knees back apart again. She placed her hand behind her knees and slowly massaged her way up the inside of her thighs. She worked her way closer and closer to that sweet junction and wished she had someone cute, dorky, and blonde to wrap her legs around.

She spread her tender pink lips open with her right hand, her middle finger disappearing into the soft folds. It danced upon her hidden clit, fueling sensations within her that made her back rise and her toes curl. She already had done this so many times, each experience more exquisite than the last, but here there was something new to try that was extra exciting. She blindly felt around for that dildo she had dropped somewhere on her left side, relieved that she had already tested out the batteries the night she brought it home.

She rolled herself over to face the bed. She got up on her knees and twisted the end of her new toy to switch it on. She was thankful that no one else was around as it seemed rather loud. She rested the front of her shoulders against her pillow and turned her head to the side as she got ready to play.

When she held the tip of the vibrating toy to her clit, she felt a jolt jump through her entire body so intense that she dropped it on the spot. Had she any idea of how incredibly satisfying it was going to feel she would have bought one ages ago. Feeling a little more prepared, she picked it back up and massaged it along her delicate folds of flesh to ready herself for another application to her sweet spot.

Oh, it felt so good, so wonderful. The room swirled around her as she happily teased herself. Her back arched more and her eyes rolled back in her head. She couldn't hold back anymore and pressed the side of her buzzing dildo flat against her clit and inner lips. Her hips bucked on their own accord, she was writihing and gasping, all in anticipation of the most glorious orgasm to ever be. Pentration would come later, but for now? She couldn't stop, it was just too fucking good.

Yes, good thing no one was home. This was one scream she wouldn't be able to stifle.

She violently cried out in pleasure as the fireworks exploded within her. Her body tensed, her legs shot straight out, her head rocked back and forth uncontrolably as she came over and over again. She lost herself in those wonderful, seemingly neverending waves of pure ecstacy, her body trembling with spasms. Then finally, she had one last spasm and dropped flatly onto the bed. She was completely and utterly satisfied, blissfully unaware that there was a figure standing over her.

Her eyes shot open with a start when she heard him clear his throat.

Panicked, she lunged for the covers to hide her still trembling naked body and screamed out, "Ron! What the fuck are you doing here!"

She was so busy trying to read the look of shock on his face in her darkened room that it took her a moment to notice that his cock was out in his hand. Her eyes widened. Woah, that thing was bigger than she ever imagined and here he was, stroking it up and down right before her eyes, She shook her head, struggling to compose herself over the turn of events. She nervously ran her fingers through her crimson hair and tried not to stare at the rising object lusting for a piece of her. How much had he seen? What did he think of her now? It was more than the fact he'd seen her naked or that she was even masturbating over him, she loved being in control of every situation and this would be the first time he'd ever seen her completely let go. She just wasn't ready for that. Yet at the same time, knowing that he saw her in such a pure and vulnerable state strangely turned her on.

Ron seemed unsure of what to do when she sat up and let the covers fall down. There was a moment of silence that felt like an eternity.

Ron finally took a step forward. "Uh, KP?"

"Yes, Ron?"

"Can we fuck?"

Kim jumped out of bed and into his arms. "Oh Ron, I thought you'd never ask!"