A/N: In the Drakgo chat group, we all agreed without hesitation that Drakken is a "breast man" in terms of what he's most attracted to in a woman. This fic is the result.

Slightly M-rated content, you have been warned.

Enjoy Me

Shego grinned, laughed, and gasped for breath in the afterglow of lovemaking. She laughed through the kisses Drakken gave her and through their cuddling, their hands rubbing up and down each other's backs as they rested in their shared joy.

After awhile, when she started coming down from her high and Drakken his, one of his arms folded between them and his hand half-cupped, half-grabbed her breast. Her heart raced, wondering if he was going to ravish her again. But his eyes closed and his breathing calmed. Though his hand stayed where it was, his other arm draped over her back.

She cuddled closer, wondering if that was typical...to fall asleep touching her like that. He hadn't done it before. Although, they hadn't been intimate for very long. Whether it was normal or not, she decided she didn't mind...

Shego was half-asleep one night when Drakken came in late from the lab. She didn't open her eyes as she listened to him change into his pajamas in the dark, nearly dropping a boot in the moat as he tried to move quietly to not wake her. She grinned as he silently slid into the bed and wiggled up behind her to spoon her. But then as his arm moved over her and his hand grabbed her breast, her eyes shot open.

She stared into the green glow of the darkness as her flesh was tenderly massaged for a moment, wondering if he knew she was awake. Or did he?

"...Drakken?"

"Ow!"

He'd bumped his head into the headboard, startled by her voice. Thankfully, he'd released his hold on her at the same time.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"Yes... Sorry, I thought you were asleep?" he asked, curling back into her. A moment later his hand returned to gently kneading her breast.

Shego was confused. If he'd thought she was asleep, then why did he...? Had he been hoping to wake her so they could...? No, that didn't make sense either.

"Shego?" He continued his massaging, though softer.

She rolled over to face him. Once she was settled, he continued.

"How are you?" she asked, still confused.

Drakken looked confused. "Fine... A little tired."

Shego stared at him for another moment, trying to discern his intent. And then he spoke again.

"Shego, I'm sorry for losing track of time. I'll...set an alarm on my watch to remind me to come to bed. I'll do it now."

Shego watched as he struggled to program his watch in the dark, the quiet alarm going off repeatedly in the process. She grinned and kissed his nose.

"Worry about it tomorrow. Let's get some sleep."

The worried creases in his brow slowly smoothed and he cuddled up to her with a smile and closed his eyes. And again, his hand found her breast.

Shego's first awareness upon waking was the weight of the plush blankets of their new bed atop her, in their new home. The second was the warmth of her husband behind her, spooning her in the large bed, combined with the warmth of the morning sun coming through the windows. And the third was her husband's hands, snaking around her frame and pulling her nearer as both of his hands covered her breasts in what was by that time a very familiar gesture, kneading them gently.

She loved it.

When Drakken sighed softly she turned her head back until she caught a glimpse of his smiling face. He made tired eye contact with her and his smile grew.

"Is this going to be a thing every time we're in bed?" Shego asked.

"Hn?" he hummed back at her and then yawned.

She set her hands over his. "This."

Drakken's face suddenly fell. "Oh... I..." His hands left her body entirely. He looked sad and almost disturbed. "I'm sorry, I should have asked you first... But...Shego, I've been doing this for months. If you don't like it, why haven't you—?"

"Drakken," she interrupted with a smile. She grabbed his hands and placed them back on her breasts. "I love it."

He watched her face for any sign it was untrue, and then sighed in relief. He lay on his back and pulled her nearer, angling her body so he could get his arms around her more comfortably. She grinned as she felt the familiar, gentle kneading begin again.

"I...really should have asked, Shego," Drakken said suddenly. "I'm sorry I didn't."

She slowly flipped over to lay on his chest and brought his hands back again, smiling brightly. "I'm yours... Enjoy me. Have your way with me, Dr. D."

His eyes sparkled with excitement and adoration. And then suddenly his hands were in her hair behind her head, bringing her face down into a soft kiss. She leaned into his touch as her smile grew.

"I love you," she said into the kiss.