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A/N: this chapter contains a sexual relationship between two women.
14: Forbidden
…She has me; the woman I believed had a demon in her eyes. I have given into that demon as it stirred something inside of me. These emotions that she makes go through me made me give in because fighting would have been pointless. They had already subdued me. Do I really love her?
-*-(Present)-*-
Shego and Kim were asleep on Shego's sofa. The pale woman still clung to the journal with one hand, but she was totally knocked out. Kim lied on top of the villainess with her head resting on the place where Shego's neck and shoulder met. Their legs were intertwined and, on occasion, one leg moved, caressing another limb, and they both quietly moaned.
Shego woke up in the middle of the might and noticed the predicament. She was not surprised the redhead had fallen asleep on her. The hero seemed to think that she was a large pillow at certain times of the day. She was more surprised at how comfortable it was to sleep on her leather sofa with a warm body on top of her. She never would have thought something like her current situation would happen and she would be, well, all right with it. She sighed and reached up to rub her forehead, only to find out that she still held the journal.
"This is all your fault," Shego whispered, speaking to the book in her grip.
The emerald-eyed female placed the small tome on the nearby coffee table. She turned her attention back to Kim and thought about the position they were in. She hated to admit to herself, but she rather liked their present circumstances. I must be losing my mind.
Shego had gotten comfortable with Kim and had grown to like her presence. Kim was not as a self-righteous as she used to think the redhead was; not to say that the little hero was not a bit full of herself, but it was all right. She had reason to be full of herself. She was easier to get along with than what Shego would have assumed. She disliked what was going in, though, and she had several reasons for that.
The main reason Shego hated what was going on was that she was beginning to feel emotions for Kim that she did not think were appropriate. They were enemies, but with the way she approached things, that could always change. One day, she might just get bored with the whole "evil" thing and walk away. It was really that simple for her, so she scratched her main reason off the list mentally and thought of a new main reason for why she loathed what was going on.
The thief was beginning to feel some rather complicated emotions and emotions always made things worse in her opinion. Emotions made even the most rational of beings become irrational nuts. After all, look at what emotions had done to Kim on that faithful night so many years ago.
The green-skinned female thought she had good control over herself, though. Well, most of the time anyway. So, the emotions should not be too big a deal. There was still the problem that Kim was her enemy. She was in the employ of evil at the moment and Kim was a goody-goody to the extreme most of the time. Sure, one day she might just drop the whole thing, but she did not see that happening anytime soon and she was certain Kim would cause a whole lot ruckus about her being on the wrong side if anything tried to come from their time together. She really would rather not deal with that headache. She liked to minimize her annoyance when she could. So, I guess that goes back to the top of the list.
Things were probably best if they stayed the way they were, she told herself. Everything was fine as it was because that was what they were used to. If things stayed the way they were, there would not have to be a huge change in both of their lives. And the easy route is always a good way to go.
But, just because things were best where Kim was the eternal good girl and she was forever the bag girl did not mean that she could not enjoy such a brilliant moment. She liked moments, especially when they came with no strings attached. She doubted a night with Kim resting on her would come with no strings attached, but she would handle the consequences when they came up. It could not possibly be too big a deal… right?
Shego pushed herself further onto the sofa to get comfortable and to make sure they did not fall off. She wrapped her arms around the petite redhead on top of her and then closed her eyes to go back to sleep. She hoped Kim did not completely freak out when she woke up. Shego was willing to bet that the younger woman would wake up first. She was right.
Kim regained consciousness before the sun came up, as her days typically started before dawn. At first, she did not notice her situation or where she was because she was dazed. She noted how comfortable she was and how great the sleep was she had, but that got cast aside when she noticed an arm around her waist. She looked up to see the owner of the limb and she nearly jumped out of her skin. She was in Shego's arms!
The redhead fell off of the couch to get away, accidentally waking Shego. Kim hit the back of her head on the coffee table as the rest of her body hit the floor and Shego opened her eyes. Kim hissed in pain, putting a hand to the back of her head, and tried to stand up, only to find that her legs were tangled up with Shego's limbs. The raven-haired woman just half-smiled in amusement as she watched the hero fumble around with all of the grace of a drowning cat. It would seem the girl completely freaked out.
"Need a hand?" Shego offered.
"No!" the younger woman barked as she managed to crawl away from the villainess.
"All right," Shego conceded with a yawn. She glanced at the window to see a mere glimpse of the dawn. "Do you always get up so early and loud?" she asked with a teasing smirk.
"So what if I do?" Kim huffed, still holding her head. "What the hell were you doing touching me like that?" she demanded.
"Don't take that tone with me, Kimmie. After all, you're the one that cuddled up to me and fell asleep. If I felt like it, I could've propped your ass up outside by the gate with a cup like a begging wino and you'd have been none the wiser," the moss-hued female pointed out.
"Yeah, right!" Kim scoffed. As if she would ever snuggle up to someone like Shego, a demented, frigid woman on a good day.
"It's way too early for this crap. Get out if you're going to be bitchy about things," Shego said in a dismissive tone as she sat up. She yawned again, throwing out her arms to stretch. She was about to get into her bed and just let Kim be loony on her own. She did not have the energy to fool around with the hero, after all.
Kim was affected by the order and it showed on her face. She looked like a cross between hurt, offended, and angry. She froze in her space and Shego stared at her. The thief dismissed Kim once again; that time she used a flick of her hand, as if the little hero was not even worth her words. Shego decided she did not care about the shocked and wounded look in those olive eyes. She was not the one that made Kim freak out, after all.
"Shego," Kim started to speak.
"Bye," Shego said as she started toward her bedroom. She did not have to take Kim's madness so early.
The redhead stood there for a moment before going to put her shoes on. She exited the condo while wondering if that was the end of them getting along. No more sparring, no more dinners, and no more comfortable, warm person to lean against when that tired feeling from running around the globe started overcoming her.
"Wait, do I really fall asleep on her?" Kim asked herself as soon as the thought hit her.
The college student realized she nodded off on Shego a great deal of the time. She fell asleep on Shego and often woke up in her bed. She never really thought about it until now. Shego never freaked out about those things and yet she had totally flipped for no real reason. She sighed; why was she the one that was always going overboard when it came to her reactions and Shego? She was not sure why, but she knew she always overreacted.
Kim sighed again, causing her shoulders to slump, and rubbed her forehead in frustration. She treated Shego rather badly, especially after the way the older woman had been lately. Shego had been rather good to her for no real reason, even before the journal. Shego had not fought her to the point where Drakken could have actually won one of their many scrambles. Sure, a few times Shego had come close to seriously injuring her, but she tended to come out unscathed, and even though she now knew that Shego could have probably killed her whenever she felt like it, she had to concede Shego had not done that and did not seem interesting in doing such.
"Hell, she might've even liked me then and I didn't know because I didn't know her that well," Kim muttered.
The slender adventurer then thought about her time with Shego lately and how the thief shared the journal with her, cooked dinner for her several times, allowed her to fall asleep on her, and the fact that Shego was more than likely the reason she woke up in her bed instead of on the floor. Shego was rather kind to her and they had gotten along fairly well so far. She supposed she owed the older woman an apology because Shego had not done anything that warranted Kim's attitude with her.
So, later that evening when Kim's day was done, she slipped into Shego's apartment, much like Shego had been doing with her apartment. The pale woman was not home, so Kim made herself comfortable. She even fixed a sandwich and had some orange juice to go with it; it was either orange juice or beer. She sat down at the table to eat her food and wait for Shego.
"Should I call the cops now or later?" Shego inquired from her hall, which caught her uninvited guest by surprise.
"Shego!" Kim gasped and she then began choking on her sandwich.
"Oh, dear, sweet, merciful lord," Shego sighed and she went to give the little hero a hand. She patted the girl on the back while Kim gulped down her entire glass of juice. "Are you all right?" the older woman inquired in a bored tone.
"Fine," Kim answered while sucking in air.
"What am I going to do with you?" Shego wondered out loud in an amused tone.
"Accept my apology?" Kim requested with a bit of a hopeful look on her face.
"You have to apologize first," Shego pointed out.
"Sorry for being such a jerk on more than one occasion," the redhead stated.
"Oh, that is a good apology. Can you add in 'unforgiving cow' somewhere in it?" Shego inquired with a smirk.
"Can you accept my apology?" Kim deadpanned.
"I'll think about and let you know. For the moment, let's go back to reading that journal and see what mess your ancestor got mine into," the raven-haired female commented. She was a bit surprised that the great Kim Possible had deigned to apologize to little old her, but she would not let that be known. I guess the kid is growing up.
"What? Sheshona started it," Kim argued.
"Like hell she did. Doc Kimmie should act more professional. What kind of doctor kisses her patient?" Shego retorted.
Kim was caught speechless there. She really could not defend the doctor's actions. The woman she shared a name with should have held off. Sheshona probably just wanted a reaction, if she was anything like the woman that was named after her anyway.
The pair returned to the journal and the sofa to find out what happened to the doctor and Sheshona, even though they really could guess by now. Well, no, they could not guess too much because this was too bizarre. They had no idea how things might have played out and any scenario they pictured seemed unlikely, but very likely.
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…She made me a promise that the devil inside of her probably will not allow her to keep. I would very much like to believe that I do not want her to keep the vow. I wish that she would just go away and my life would somehow return to normal. I can live a lie, but I truly doubt that I could live with the truth. The lie does hurt, but the truth is a knife-wielding maniac threatening my sanity in the dark as far as I can tell. I am just damned. The devil inside of her has awoken a demon in me.
-*-(1855)-*-
Sheshona kissed Kimberly for what seemed like an eternity to the redhead. Kimberly had never felt anything so sweet and delicious while being all consuming as well; Sheshona would concur. Why did it have to be so heavenly, they both wondered. Why did it have to feel so good, so right, so perfect? Oh, why were they both so very damned?
The pale woman's tongue snaked out and brushed against Kimberly's lips, seeking entry to paradise, but was denied. Kimberly was ignorant of the signal, having never been given an open-mouth kiss. Sheshona persisted and Kimberly was prepared to ask why Sheshona continued to lick her, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Sheshona went in for her prize. Her eager tongue entered the doctor's mouth, much to the redhead's surprise. Kimberly pulled away because of her astonishment.
"Sheshona," Kimberly said.
"Just let me give you what I can," Sheshona replied. "I won't hurt you. I will treat you like royalty," she vowed.
The physician nodded and Sheshona kissed her again, once again trying to coax Kimberly into opening her mouth. Kimberly obliged after a few seconds and Sheshona's enthused tongue invaded her mouth again. Kimberly merely melted into a boneless, liquid puddle just from the wonderful feeling of having Sheshona's tongue brush up against hers. She had never felt anything so incredible, like jots ran through her body. After a while, she shyly returned the action.
Sheshona was encouraged by Kimberly's attempt to be more active and used her free hand to caress Kimberly's body through her clothing. Her other hand remained against the doctor's face to help keep her calm. Now comes the hard part, the raven-haired woman thought. She was going to have to get Kimberly out of her dress and who knew how many pieces her clothing could consist of. She hated women's clothing and personally tried never to wear them, but she was somewhat of an expert in getting women out of them.
The emerald-eyed female first made sure that Kimberly was comfortable with what was going on, so she could move her hand from the doctor's soft face. Sheshona slowly lowered herself more so, as she still stood up and the doctor sat in her chair. The pale woman wanted to touch her physician's legs before she made moves to do anything else. She bet those legs were ridiculously attractive, so she just wanted to feel those limbs, maybe memorize them.
Sheshona pulled the dress up to massage the limbs that she so desired. She made sure to keep her mouth on Kimberly's as she caressed the exposed legs. They felt like she touched Eden and she bet that they tasted as the same, but she doubted she would get the chance to find out. A first time was not to experiment and she did not think that they would get to make it to a time for her to experiment. They would probably only have this one time where she would taste the forbidden fruit and that would be it; she secretly regretted that. A taste will not be enough… for either of us.
Sheshona gritted her teeth as she heard the doctor let out a small moan from the attention that she granted the redhead's legs. It would probably be quite the lovely treat to have these legs on my shoulders, Sheshona thought. It would probably be worth any punishment if she could explore those limbs at great length with any part of her body that she chose.
Sheshona did not focus on the legs for too long and she began to undress Kimberly because the low mewing practically ordered her to take the doctor out of the restraining gown. She needed to pull more sounds like that from the good doctor.
Kimberly was a quite curious about what they could possibly do if Sheshona stripped her. It was not like they could copulate. They lacked the necessary tools to properly link in any physically intimate manner. She did not understand what they could do or how any sort of mechanics could work in their favor. Whatever Sheshona planned, though, she doubted it was appropriate to do in her office. Of course, it was not appropriate at all really.
"Sheshona," Kimberly said, pulling away from the green-skinned woman's wonderful lips.
"Yeah?" Sheshona replied without becoming distracted from her task of getting her doctor naked.
"What will we do?" the redhead inquired.
"I'm going to love you in only a way that I can," Sheshona promised. She was the only one that could love Kimberly properly, she was certain of that, but a place in her mind believed her statement had to do with the fact that she believed she could only love Kimberly physically.
Kimberly could only nod and Sheshona went back to kissing the olive-eyed female while helping her out of her clothing. Kimberly hardly noticed the cool air hit her naked skin because she was so hot from kissing Sheshona. The raven-haired woman easily lifted the small doctor out of her chair once she was nude. She placed Kimberly on the desk and began to gently feel all over the redhead's soft body. She had definitely discovered paradise and no one could tell her otherwise. Pretty amazing feat for a damned woman.
Kimberly moaned as Sheshona came into brief contact with her more sensitive areas. The pale woman made note of the noises and mentally told herself to return to any place that brought forth a noise from Kimberly, but for now, she wanted to explore all of the heaven before her. She wanted to touch every inch of paradise just once.
Sheshona had to bite back a moan of her own as she came across Kimberly's ample bosom. Well, the tour was over for one of her hands because she found a place to stake her claim for the moment. She kneaded both fleshy mounds with one hand while the other marched on to further explore Kimberly's perfect form. She felt like rich, fine silk, Sheshona believed. Oh, how she wished she could touch the doctor every day for the rest of their lives.
Kimberly cried out into Sheshona's mouth as the raven-haired woman made her feel more and more like she would combust. Her lungs burned for air and she felt like she had lost her wits. She broke the kiss in favor of panting and hissing in low tones. She had never felt so fantastic before and it was a bit scary, but she did not have the presence of mind to be frightened.
Sheshona was actually glad that Kimberly broke the kiss. Now, her mouth was free to taste every piece of paradise that she could see. Her first stop was the doctor's neck. She greedily sucked at Kimberly's neck as if it held the key to immortality. She wanted to savor the taste and remember it for the rest of her life, which actually made the flesh a bittersweet flavor.
She made sure not to leave a mark on Kimberly, not looking to get the redhead into any trouble with her husband. Usually, she would not have cared, but with Kimberly, she did. She wanted Kimberly to enjoy this without any worries of someone finding out. She slowly kissed her way down the beautiful torso of her dear doctor and stopped at the redhead's twin treasures. For a person who had seen plenty of wonderful bounties in her life, Sheshona was certain these gems were the best. She placed gentle, wet kisses around the right treasure while her hand attended to the left like a faithful servant.
"Sheshona," Kimberly hissed in pleasure. Tears began gathering in her eyes. Dear lord, she had never experienced anything nearly as incredible as what happened now.
The emerald-eyed female said nothing and latched on to the pink pearl crowning the entire gem. Kimberly whined louder and grabbed onto the edge of her desk, needing to anchor herself. Sheshona played with the fleshy jewel using her tongue and lips and the tears in Kimberly's eyes began to fall because of the ecstasy that washed over her like river rapids. She cried out louder and louder, forgetting they were in her office, as Sheshona switched treasures.
"Sheshona," Kimberly moaned deeply.
The raven-haired woman smirked a bit. She liked hearing her name coming from her doctor like that. She had to hear it again, perhaps louder than before. She released the mound from her delightful grip and kissed her way down Kimberly's abdomen. Kimberly seemed to get worried as Sheshona went lower; her body stiffened a bit.
"Wha… what are you doing?" the redhead asked, her concern evident in her voice.
"What I just did, but right here," Sheshona answered once she made it to her destination. She could see that Kimberly was on her way to ruining the desk with her own essence and she wanted to help that along.
Kimberly planned to ask for clarification because she truly did not understand, but she did not get that chance. Sheshona pulled the doctor by the hips toward her head. She ignored the fact that Kimberly was not groomed and went in search for the greatest treasure in paradise, the seed of the forbidden fruit of knowledge. She made sure she held Kimberly's legs open while she probed the area; she had learned early on that leaving the legs unattended was a good way to get a head injury. She found quickly the lock that seemed to open her doctor right up.
Kimberly fell back on the desk as soon as Sheshona captured the gem that she sought out. The doctor would have sworn that things could not get any better before, but now, she was close to seeing white because of the rapture coursing through her. She feared she might even die from something so intense and blissful, especially since her heart now raced. She could barely breath as Sheshona ran her tongue along Kimberly's body. If Kimberly did not feel it right now, she would never believe such ecstasy existed.
Sheshona kissed Kimberly below the waist with the same enthusiasm as she kissed Kimberly's mouth. She eagerly explored Kimberly's fortune. Her hands held Kimberly in place as she writhed and rocked, fleeing and seeking at the same time. The doctor would have rolled right off of the desk a while ago if Sheshona did not have her secured. Sheshona moved her hands from the redhead's sides and placed one hand on Kimberly's abdomen to hold her in place. The free hand came along to accompany Sheshona's mouth to explore the secrets of the good doctor.
Her hand kept the outlawed gem occupied and stimulated while Sheshona moved to allow her tongue a chance at investigating the rest of Kimberly's cache. It was at that moment that Kimberly learned why Sheshona had once bragged about having a long tongue.
Kimberly brought her hand up to her face and bit hard into her knuckle to avoid screaming in sheer delight. Tears continued to roll down her cheek and she hardly realized she had gone over the edge because it had never happened before. She just knew it felt like she exploded on the inside in nothing but euphoria. For a moment, it felt like all she could do was feel and nothing existed outside of that. The world lost focus and her senses shut down for a moment. When her senses returned, the world seemed a little brighter, more colorful. She realized her heart finally calmed down and she began to relax, thinking she would get the chance to recover. She was even about to sit up, but was halted by the hand pressing on her stomach.
"Stay there," Sheshona ordered as she stood back up.
"What are you doing?' Kim asked curiously as she watched the pale woman began to shed her clothing.
"It's not over yet," Sheshona stated.
"What's left?" Kimberly wondered out loud. And how on Earth was she going to survive more?
Sheshona did not respond. She just rid herself of her attire and crawled over Kimberly. The redhead was confused because in her mind, it was as if Sheshona mounted her like a man would and she did not see why Sheshona would do such a thing. She did not say anything because she was well aware that Sheshona knew what she was doing. Sheshona shifted her body, so that one of her legs was situation between Kimberly's and Sheshona was nestled atop Kimberly's thigh.
Sheshona leaned down and kissed Kimberly on the mouth deeply. She then moved her hips and began a whole new group of sensations. Kimberly was astounded by the new wave and cried out into Sheshona's mouth. The redhead embraced Sheshona and clung to her, nails dug into green shoulders, as she continued moving. Their bodies pressed together, flesh slid against flesh, and it was good. Sheshona mentally smirked; she always got her way.
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Next time: tears are shed while Kim and Shego contemplate the nature of the relationship they are reading about, as well as their own relationship.