Author's Note: This chapter might be pushing the rating a little. If that's not your thing, you can skip the latter part of the chapter without missing much of anything plot-related. Just pretend it fades to black when things start getting heavy.

Love the light and the dark

Shego and Kim walked towards Shego's room side by side. Kim had been silent the entire walk here, letting Shego be undisturbed with her thoughts. Shego was grateful for that, at least, though Kim was close enough that she could feel the warmth radiating from her body. She was aware of Kim shooting her significant looks from the corner of her eye, and the side of her face burned. Was Kim still in the mood after all that? Of course, she had put some effort into appearing incorrigible. Perhaps it wasn't all an act.

Shego had had time to cool down, and her head felt clearer. Why had she been so insistent on going all the way tonight? Was she afraid the opportunity would vanish if she didn't seize it? Kim hadn't given any indication of giving up on her, and some of the things she'd said suggested she might be after more than just a roll in the hay. The interruption was a good thing, no matter how much her body protested its frustration. It was probably better to take things slow.

Or was she talking her way out of it altogether? Had she decided on taking the plunge suspecting she'd lose her nerve if she hesitated? An affair, or a fling, shouldn't feel this momentous. She'd had one-nighters in the past. Kim apparently had them with some frequency. Somehow the stakes felt higher with Kim. She wanted to get this right.

Shego pulled out the key to open her door while Kim waited. She opened the door and experienced a sense of déjà vu. Her room was a mess, furniture moved around, clothes strewn all over, closet doors open.

"What the hell?"

"Do you want to tell the police?" Kim pressed close to her to peer into the room.

"Hell no, Kimmie. I'm not sure why you did."

Her leading theory was still that it was an effort to inconvenience her or Future Ways. A very small voice at the back of her head suggested it was to have an excuse to share her room.

"I'm a good citizen. I thought you were, too."

"I can take care of myself. And I can take care of problems myself."

"Within the confines of the law, right?"

"Why yes, obviously, Princess." Shego wasn't sure how serious Kim was. Probably not very; she'd never been overtly concerned with due process or red tape.

Shego moved deeper into the room. There was less mess here than in Kim's room, but then, she had fewer clothes to throw around. There were very few valuables in the room, and she spotted at least some of them still present. This wasn't a burglary, but she hadn't for a moment thought it was. Her and Kim both being hit on the same night was way beyond coincidence. It also indicated they were under surveillance; someone had known the coast was clear, but who?

The primary suspect, unfortunately, was Future Ways security. It was possible her clients had become concerned about her relationship with Kim and its indications for her loyalty and trustworthiness. The same reasoning held for Kim's side, too. It could be her people. Or it could be a third party. That was the most worrisome option, since the motive was entirely unclear.

"Help me straighten this mess up, Kimmie." Shego didn't want the staff to see the room like this. She was instinctively wary of showing weakness, and she didn't want the word to spread. She pulled off her borrowed jacket and booties and went to work.

The cleaning up didn't take as long as Shego had expected. At the end of the day, there were only so many loose objects in a hotel room, and Kim was a very efficient and organized worker. Straightening up the furniture had only taken a minute, and Shego had fairly indiscriminately stuffed her clothes into a closet. Kim was busy making the bed with fresh sheets she'd found in a cupboard.

Specifically, at that very moment, Kim was crawling on the bed on all fours, in her very, very short dress, tucking the edges of the sheet in. Shego didn't think that was the most efficient way to do it, so she was almost certainly trying to tempt her into making use of the bed. It was working, too; there was a tension building in her, coiling into a tight knot aching for release. It seemed all her pent-up desire hadn't dissipated after all, she'd just been distracted from noticing it. She moved in to assist Kim, trying to get herself back under control.

"So: your people?"

"No way. They don't... this isn't on the agenda."

"Any ideas?"

"Maybe." Kim regarded her as she held the edge of a blanket for her. "Do you know what this investigation is about?"

Shego considered the question. Clearly Kim knew something she didn't about Future Ways' misdeeds. She was rather certain that her clients were doing something shady, but she could hardly confess as much to Kim. Kim, for her part, was not going to divulge any details she didn't already know. Shego realized that she had been quiet for too long, that Kim no doubt guessed she didn't know the particulars. Still, she had to play the only hand she had.

"No comment."

Shego didn't really like the position she was in. If things went bad, it was probably better not to know the details. On the other hand, not knowing what they were hiding and how much Kim knew didn't make it any easier to prevent Kim from blowing the whole thing—whatever that thing was—wide open.

"Yeah, I don't think there's much we can share about this topic. I hope the police find something useful."

"Do you really think they will?"

"They might? Looking at the mess they left we aren't dealing with top drawer talent here."

"True. Will you tell me if they do come up with something?"

"As a concerned friend? Maybe."

"Friends, are we?"

"Well, I think we could be more." Kim brushed her hand on Shego's, and she shivered.

"I... uh." She couldn't really say she wasn't interested, could she? How did these situations work? This was actually uncharted territory for her. "You don't think you're rushing things?"

"You seemed fine with it, earlier."

"I was drunk."

Shego walked off, then didn't know where to go. She sat down on the couch they'd moved back into place to get off her feet. She wasn't surprised that Kim took a seat next to her, or that she dimmed the lights on the way over.

"So you weren't in your right mind, after all."

"No, I'm sorry. That wasn't fair. It's just... give me a moment." Shego curled her legs up on the seat and sighed in relief.

"Your feet still hurt?"

"Torture devices, Kimmie."

"Here." Kim patted her lap. Shego gave her a confused stare, which prompted her to elaborate, "I can help with that."

Shego was uncomfortably aware that she'd been wearing her borrowed booties for hours, some of it spent dancing. She did appreciate the offer, though. In the end she straightened out her legs and laid them in Kim's lap. She wasted no time in taking one foot in both hands, pressing her thumbs against her sole. Shego immediately moaned in relief, closing her eyes.

"Oh... you are good at that."

"I'm good at many things." Shego wasn't sure if that was innuendo, or just off-hand bragging; this was Kim Possible, after all.

Shego focused on that thought. She was hanging out companionably with her one-time enemy like it was the most natural thing in the world. After the initial reluctance, she had spent much of her time with Kim, and quite enjoyed it. In fact, she'd enjoyed it much more than she ever would have believed.

Of course, even back in the old days Shego had sometimes wondered if she could have a relationship with Kim that wasn't entirely adversarial. She'd seen a lot of herself in Kim; of all the people she'd met, Kim was the closest to her peer. She'd even stayed with Kim's family for a while, though she hadn't been quite in her right mind at the time. Still, when she'd found out she enjoyed Kim's company she'd wished they could have been friends. Surely friendship was all she'd thought about, back then.

What did she want from Kim, now? Did she want an affair? A relationship? Even thinking about it should have felt sudden, Shego thought, but being around Kim like this just felt so right. She knew Kim. Relating to her like this was different from what it had been, but it felt natural given the change in circumstances. There was an easy familiarity built on shared history. Maybe it wasn't a conventional way to build a relationship, but neither of them were very conventional.

Or was she about to repeat the mistake she'd made with Drakken, rushing into a relationship with someone just because they were there and she was tired of being lonely? Why couldn't anything ever be easy? Kim didn't seem to harbor so many doubts and hang-ups. Just what was she after?

"Kim, what do you want from me?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

"No. Is it just a night of sex? Or something more?"

"I do want to sleep with you, but that's not all I want." Kim switched feet and worked on her aching foot for a while. It felt heavenly.

"I want you to be a part of my life. I always thought we had a connection, and now I'm sure of it. We can be friends, if you like."

"Friends with benefits?"

"Those are the best kind." Kim flashed her a smile. "Or, if you want, maybe we could see if we could have something more."

"Is it something you want, or are you humoring me?"

"So you are interested? Because I am. I've never really had anyone that I can just be myself with. How about you? Do you have someone you can talk about your work and your life with and have them understand?"

She didn't, but she also didn't want to confess to Kim just how lonely she was.

"Well, there are my brothers. They're a pain in the ass, but at least they know what it's like to be... special."

"Do you see them often?"

"Not really. What about you? You seem to make friends so easily it's hard to believe you don't have anyone to share things with.

"I have friends, but I can't really talk freely about what I do with them. I always have to be on guard, because even the most innocuous stuff can freak people out."

"Like what?"

"Close shaves and the like. I mean, my missions can be dangerous, but I do have the skills to handle it."

"Sometimes solo."

"Are you going to keep nagging me about that?"

"I can see why you scare potential partners away. They probably don't like the idea of their girlfriend dying on them on some harebrained mission."

"Would that bother you?"

"I could do something about it."

"Like have my back, maybe?"

"I was thinking of making it quite clear what you'd be allowed and not allowed to do. You couldn't whitewash things to me." Though the idea of working with Kim did have certain appeal.

"Oh come on, don't you get tired of this administrative work? I bet you'd enjoy going in the field once in a while."

"This gig has better risk-reward ratio." Shego pictured going into action, fists blazing, side by side with Kim. The image was disturbingly attractive, and just a little arousing. Or maybe that was just Kim. She was very, very good with her hands, and her little black dress displayed her body to great effect.

"I don't think you sound very convincing." Kim gave her a surprisingly shy smile. "As much as I like to say I'm a basic, average girl, I know I'm a little out of the mainstream. I haven't met many people I can really relate to. And I think it's the same for you. I... I think we can have something with each other we can't find with other people. We wouldn't need to be alone, if we were together."

"Wouldn't that cramp your lifestyle?" Shego knew she was deflecting. She should just say she'd like to give it a go.

"Not really. It's not like I have eyes for anyone else when you're around."

"I don't know, you seemed to have eyes for quite a lot of people at the club."

"Well, it doesn't hurt to look, does it?"

"It hurt a little." Shego put on a pout to accompany the words, and she genuinely didn't know how much she meant it.

"Well, you have my undivided attention now; as much of it as you want." Kim's intense gaze spoke to the truth of her words. Shego blushed under it. Kim's hand left her foot and slid along her leg. Even through the leather it felt nice. The touched caused a sympathetic reaction in her abdomen that traveled up her spine.

"Don't you think it's a little early for that? I mean, if we are going to try dating." Of course she could come out and say that when she was trying to discourage Kim from doing something she was fairly certain she'd enjoy. Maybe Kim was right; maybe she was a prude.

"Don't you think it'd be a good idea to find out if we're compatible?" Kim shifted a little closer so she could slide her hand on her behind. Shego noted that she hadn't actually done anything to stop Kim yet. Kim's attention felt nice and the coiled spring in her core tightened. "If we are going to be dating."

"Kim... this is not a good time. Our rooms..."

"Is there something either of us can do about it right now?"

There wasn't, really. If it was Kim's people, she knew they hadn't found anything useful, and she wasn't going to retaliate, either legally or otherwise. If it was her people, there was no immediate threat, and she'd learn more in the morning. If it was somebody else, well, Kim or the police were her best bet for finding more, seeing she didn't have any suspects. She hadn't noticed any clues while straightening out the room. Okay, so that was an excuse. Kim's hand was on her cheek.

"I know we got interrupted and you might thing the moment passed, but here we are in your room, just the two of us. We have everything we need right here." Kim's lips pressed on hers. The kiss was light and sweet and lingering. It wasn't enough. Kim's touches were rekindling the heat from earlier. Shego kissed her back, harder, then broke off.

"If this goes somewhere, I... I want it to mean something."

"You're a romantic." Kim smiled at her, and it wasn't a teasing smile. "I like that. But Shego, our first time can't help but be special. And no matter what happens, I'll still be here in the morning."

Kim kissed her again, and she responded. The kiss was hungry, this time. Shego's head was swimming. She knew she needed to stop right now if she was going to. Kim's tongue slid into her mouth and she was distracted from the thought. She could feel Kim's smooth muscles through the thin fabric of her dress and realized she'd thrown her arms around Kim and was desperately pulling her closer to her body. Kim's hands were on her sides, caressing her skin. Shego shivered. Her skin was hot and there was an insistent throbbing between her legs.

"There's no harm in making out a little, is there?" Kim's voice was a husky whisper and her breath was hot on her earlobe.

"No." Her voice was breathy. Kim's motions were rather obvious, but Shego longed for more contact. "Now kiss me some more."

A smile spread on Kim's beautiful face as she bent to kiss her again. It was an insistent, fiery kiss and it made Shego moan into Kim's mouth. Kim's hands were on her body, which was where she wanted them. She held Kim tighter against her.

Kim's mouth strayed from hers, kissing her cheeks and jawline and Shego's eyes fluttered closed. Every touch of Kim's lips sent tingles along her entire body, feeding the fires deep inside her. Her skin was getting more sensitive. Her hands moved down Kim's back, to her shapely behind. She grabbed it with both hands, feeling the taut muscles under a thin layer of softness. Kim bucked against her and her hips twitched in response.

Kim trailed kisses down Shego's neck while her fingers crept higher along her sides and her flat stomach, their touch feather-light. Shego registered the fingers slipping under the edge of the corset, but with Kim suckling and nibbling along her neck she wasn't going to tell her to stop. Kim was very different from her past lovers, softer and gentler, yet more willful. Shego was used to directing the action, but she'd surrendered the lead to Kim without a second thought. She didn't feel the need to correct that, as Kim appeared to know what she was doing.

Kim kissed her collarbone, then moved towards her cleavage, kissing the curve of her bosom. Her hands slid along Shego's ribs, the tips of her fingers teasing the soft underside of her breasts. Shego's breath hitched.

"This needs to go." Kim was tugging on the corset top.

Shego agreed with her. She sat up straighter to help Kim in her efforts in removing the annoying article of clothing. When she was free from it and Kim's gaze was on her, her nervousness returned.

Shego took good care of her body and she was proud of it, but there was one feature she was very self-conscious about. The reason she always wore dark lipstick was the effect her pale, greenish skin had on her lips and nipples. Rather than dark red, they were tinted with a yellowish-brown shade. Shego straightened her back to display her assets to the best effect, but there was nothing she could do about her areolae being the color of a fading bruise.

"They're beautiful." Kim's expression was not quite enraptured, but definitely appreciative, and Shego inwardly sighed with relief.

Kim's hands moved to gently cup her breasts, then slid over them. Shego's jaw quivered as Kim's palms brushed over her hardening nipples. Kim pressed down on her, pushing her to lay down on the couch again. Kim followed, sinking her fingers into her soft flesh and returning to kissing her cleavage. Her mouth made it's way up one soft mound and Shego whimpered when it closed on the sensitive bud, replacing the teasing fingers.

Shego was more aroused than she'd been in years. Kim's skilled administrations were stoking the flames inside her to new heights. The coil in her abdomen wound tighter and her skin felt like it was on fire. Kim's mouth left her breast and the cool air against the saliva-slick and rock hard nipple only added to the delicious torture. When her mouth closed on the other nub and her fingers on the one she'd left, a spasm went through Shego's body and she almost came then and there. She'd read that some women could orgasm from breast stimulation alone, but she hadn't really believed it.

One of Kim's hands made its way down, lazily trailing over her smooth stomach until it encountered the waist of her pants. Shego felt her fingers slip under the garment with breathless anticipation. When Kim's fingers touched her panties only to withdraw, Shego let out a frustrated whine. Instead, Kim's hand came to rest on her crotch, touching her burning core through the leather. It wasn't nearly enough.

"Take them off." There was a pleading note in Shego's voice, but at the moment she didn't really care about sounding weak.

"Are you sure?" There was a note of concern in Kim's voice. "You know where this is headed. Do you really want to go all the way?"

"Yes. Now take them off." Shego's growling voice wasn't so weak anymore. Kim grinned at her, then moved both hands to the waist to tug the tight pants off.

"Um." Kim sat up, and Shego was left without stimulation. She looked up at Kim with a betrayed expression.

"I need more leverage." Kim looked a little sheepish.

Shego looked at Kim in disbelief, then started pushing the pants down herself. They really were very tight. Kim moved back on the couch and pulled at the pant legs. Eventually they managed to work the pants off of Shego, leaving her clad only in thoroughly soaked black panties, very aware of Kim's gaze on her. The delay caused by the ill-considered garment had let Shego gather her wits, and she was getting nervous again. She wasn't sure why; this wasn't the first time she'd been naked with somebody in a hotel room. Kim evidently liked what she saw, which caused warmness to spread in Shego's chest. The hunger in her eyes made the warmness spread lower down.

Rather than get back to what she was doing, Kim got up from the couch and took a step back. Her hands trailed slowly from her thighs up her cloth-covered torso and ended up cupping her breasts. Shego's body responded to the sensual display. She felt a powerful need to touch herself, but she resisted the urge. Now that her head had cleared a little, she could delay her gratification to enjoy the build-up before the sweet payoff.

Kim started swaying to an inaudible tune, making little movements to emphasize her figure as she started to peel off her dress. Shego's mouth was dry as she watched Kim slowly tug down the top of the dress to reveal her perky breasts. Some remote part of Shego's mind wondered when Kim had sneaked off her bra. Most of her mind was busy watching Kim, entranced with the show. Kim gave her a wink and turned around as the dress slid lower.

Kim bent over as she pushed the bunched up garment past her hips, revealing a perfect behind inadequately covered by small, lacy panties. Kim straightened out and worked her thighs back and forth to let the dress fall to her feet, turning slowly around. Her hands played with her breasts briefly, then slid down her torso, over her six pack, and onto her hips, her thumbs hooking under the panties. They remained there for several seconds. Shego looked back up into Kim's face, realizing only then where her gaze had been locked. She also realized her mouth was open, and closed it. Kim gave her a knowing smile, then finally, ever so slowly, pulled down her panties, revealing her carefully trimmed patch of red hair. Shego's brows shot up.

"Are you serious?"

"That's what it stands for, no?"

"Not super-girl?"

"Well, I suppose you are something of a super-woman."

Shego swallowed as blood hammered at her temples. As silly as the little initial might have been, the thought that Kim had gone to those lengths for her was incredibly exciting. This show was always meant for her, and nobody else. There was an ache in her chest and in her loins. Kim stood before her, completely naked, without the least coyness or shame, her eyes burning with desire. Right at that moment Shego would have sworn she'd never seen anything as beautiful in her life. Yes, she was definitely capable of finding women sexually attractive.

"Don't you think it's time to even the playing field?"

Kim stepped out of her panties and sat back down at the edge of the couch, laying her hands on Shego's legs. She slid them up her thighs, and the aching need between her legs intensified in response, though Shego knew that wasn't where those slender hands were headed for, yet. When Kim's strong fingers grasped her panties, she lifted her hips to let Kim pull them off without hesitation. She shivered with anticipation.

She didn't expect Kim to stand back up after she had the panties off, or to slide her arms under her. She gave a little exclamation of surprise as Kim lifted her off the couch. Kim grunted with the effort, but she soon had Shego in a bridal carry. Shego was confused, but wrapped her arms around Kim's neck, enjoying the feel of Kim's warm body against hers. She could feel her muscles bunch up under the silky skin. Yep, Kim was definitely in a better shape than her these days.

"What are you doing?"

"Being all romantic and carrying you to bed. I thought you'd like that."

"I'm not complaining, but it's not something I usually let people do to me." Or ever, for that matter. Still, she didn't protest as Kim made good on her intent. It felt nice, being treated like this.

Shego gave a little yelp as Kim threw her on the bed hard enough that she bounced. Kim crawled after her like a big predatory cat, and Shego retreated. It was mostly out of playfulness, but the hunger in Kim's eyes made her shiver. Soon Kim was looming over her on her hands and knees, looking down at her.

"You have no idea how long I've dreamed of this, Shego."

Before Shego could respond, Kim's mouth closed on hers in a passionate kiss. Her body came to rest on hers, the contact sending a delicious thrill through her. She kissed Kim with all the longing the lonely years had bred in her. Her hands roamed over Kim's sides and back, and she marveled at the silky smoothness of her flawless skin. The feel of their breasts pressed together was indescribable, not just for the physical sensation, but for the way it hammered home the idea that she really was making love to another woman. Kim's leg pressed between her thighs, and she moaned into Kim's mouth.

Kim was right, Shego thought. It might not be exactly like a second first time, but there was a sense of delightful discovery she hadn't experienced since high school. She'd never before had a naked woman in her arms, and she found she liked it very much. Her hands found Kim's wonderful behind again and stayed there. Kim had a dancer's ass, beautifully rounded in spite of being tightly muscular. As she groped it with delight, Shego was prepared to swear it was the most perfect ass she'd ever found.

Kim's mouth left hers to nibble and kiss along her neck. Shego wasn't surprised when Kim moved back to kneading and suckling her breasts, she was just sad she moved her behind out of her reach in the process. Luckily there was much more soft skin to explore. Kim's attentions made her whimper and moan, and she writhed under the weight of Kim's warm body. Every soft caress as their bodies slid against each other drove her arousal higher and her need for release was getting almost desperate.

This was the third time tonight she'd been this worked up, and she nearly plunged a hand between her legs to finally bring herself over the edge. She resisted the urge, determined to ride out the exquisite torment until Kim finally brought her to an explosive finish. If they got interrupted again, somebody was going to die.

Kim's mouth left her chest and trailed kisses along the valley of her stomach, though her hands still played with her sensitive mounds. Soft hair brushing along her skin made her squirm with pleasure. Kim's fingers twisted the hard prominences a little painfully, and the tip of Kim's tongue tickled her navel, but in her current condition both sensations only added to the volcanically mounting heat inside her.

Kim's mouth continued downwards, while her hands trailed over her ribs, sides, and hips, before settling on her thighs, slightly spread to allow Kim's body to rest between them. Her center clenched almost painfully and she imagined Kim could see the hard throbbing she felt.

She knew where Kim was headed. She felt guilty at the thought of Kim servicing her without receiving any pleasure in return, but this was how two women had sex, right? She pictured those lips she'd kissed closing in on her secret and dirty place. She thought of the indignity of being so close to the mingled smell of sweat and the musk of her arousal. She thought of the men she'd allowed inside her, of the other things the organ was used for.

"No, don't." Kim lifted her head to look at her, her eyes questioning. "Please, not there."

"Are you sure?" Kim's breath blew on her wet lips and her entire body quivered.

"Not like that."

Kim rose up on her knees and arms, stretching forward to look Shego in the eyes with a soft expression.

"I'm sorry. I know that's how we're supposed to..."

"Ssh. There's no need to be sorry. There are so many ways we can give each other pleasure, there's no need to do anything you're not comfortable with." Kim bent down to kiss her, gently, and lowered her body back on hers. "In fact, if you spread your legs a little more, I can show you my favorite position."

"Uh, Kimmie, you don't have anything down there to take me with."

Kim ground her pelvis against hers, the touch of their lips against each other sending a jolt of pleasure through Shego, and presumably through Kim as well.

"Just spread your legs so we can get more contact."

Shego did the best she could, feeling the obscene kiss deepening as she allowed Kim to settle deeper between her thighs. Kim started grinding her hips against her and Shego soon reciprocated, seeking to maximize the pleasurable friction of their most sensitive parts rubbing against each other. Soon they were both sighing and moaning with pleasure. Kim's mouth sought out hers to make the kiss double, but with both of them panting with the effort and lust, they could do little but to rub their parted lips against each other. Their writhing, sweat-slick bodies slid against each other, adding to the sensations, as their hands explored every inch of skin they could reach.

"This is..." Kim said between her panting breaths, "why I... enjoy this... so much. The way... you can feel... every inch... of your partner."

Some snarky recess of Shego's mind suggested she should make fun of the wild bi-girl's favorite position being missionary, but she was having trouble stringing coherent thoughts together. Besides, she had more critical priorities.

"Kim... Shut up and fuck me."

Little star-bursts started going off at the edges of her vision as their combined efforts were driving her towards that final cliff. It wasn't like being with a man, but Shego found she didn't miss being penetrated. This way was smoother, gentler, but the constant stimulation was inexorably bringing her towards the peak, each wave of pleasure cresting higher. When their sensitive nubs occasionally brushed against each other, brighter sparks exploded inside her.

Maybe it was her long period of involuntary chastity, or maybe Kim was just that good, but this was the most overwhelming sexual experience she could recall. Shego was already past the point of no return, but she tried her very best to prolong the pleasure before that final eruption. She clenched her stomach and ground against Kim as hard as she could, seeking to stave off the inevitable through the very sensation that was bringing her there. She knew that if she eased off for even a moment she would come on the spot.

Her teeth clenched in a hopeless effort to prolong the peak for another second. Shego was hardly aware of her body, of the sweat beading her skin, of her legs kicking on the bed, of her fingernails leaving scratches on Kim's back, of her uninhibited moans and cries. Her entire world narrowed to the overwhelming pleasure Kim was bringing her. Her vision went white, her mind went blank, and she obliviously screamed in ecstasy as she finally went over that sublime edge.

Shego came back down to Kim kissing and caressing her.

"That was... amazing." She wondered if she looked as dazed as she felt.

"I could tell." Shego could feel Kim's grin against her face. "I told you you'd enjoy it."

"So you did."

Shego lay under Kim, her body utterly relaxed. She shivered slightly as the sweat cooled on her skin. She became aware that Kim was still slowly grinding on her, drawing delicious aftershocks of pleasure from her body. A though penetrated her mind.

"You didn't come yet, did you?"

"This was about you, Shego."

"Oh, no, Kimmie. You deserve your reward."

Shego snaked her hand between their bodies. She shivered as her fingers slipped between the hot wetness of their lips. Their combined efforts had left both of them utterly soaked. She traced the shape of Kim's delicate flower, marveling at the sensation. It was nothing she hadn't felt before, but never before had she experienced it only from one side.

She could do this. She knew how to bring a woman to an orgasm with her fingers; it was just a mirror of what she did to herself. Kim had to be close to the edge after their time earlier, she just needed to push her over that last hump. The delightful sighs Kim made in response to her efforts reassured her that she was doing well. Shego's other hand moved down Kim's back. When she felt the fresh scratches on it she hoped the wetness was just sweat. The hand found Kim's right cheek and settled on it.

The happy work, Kim's naked body writhing against her, and the sensuous sounds she made as she buried her head in the crook of her neck were driving Shego's libido higher again. The scent of their earlier efforts and the back of her hand rubbing against her certainly contributed. Soon she, too, was panting, and she couldn't suppress the occasional whimper. One of Kim's hands abandoned her breast and joined hers between them.

"What are you doing?"

"You sound like you could use a hand."

"I... Aah! I already came... once."

"Shouldn't be too hard... ah... to make it two-ooh!"

"Not before... you get yours."

"It's not a... competition, Shego."

"Fair's fair, Kim." Shego redoubled her efforts and slipped between the soft, wet folds. The heat she discovered was incredible. A velvety vice squeezed her fingers, and Shego smiled at Kim's legs quivering between hers.

Soon the room filled with sounds of feminine pleasure. It was a race to see which one of them could make the other cross that line first. Part of Shego wanted to win, part of her wanted to tie, and the rest didn't care as long as it felt this good. With both of them determined to drive the other to that ultimate peak, it wasn't long until they both came, one after the other, their cries of satisfaction mingling together.

Kim rolled off of Shego, and they lay side by side on the bed, panting as their hearts slowly calmed down. Shego turned to look at Kim through the haze of her afterglow.

"Was it... did you enjoy that?"

"Oh yes." There was no disguising the naked joy in Kim's eyes, or her slightly glazed expression. "God, yes." Shego's heart swelled with the reaction. She felt a sense of satisfaction that had nothing to do with her orgasm.

Shego continued to watch Kim, her beautiful smiling face, her disarrayed hair, her rising and falling chest. Her pert breasts were beaded with sweat, and Shego found the sight incredibly erotic. She wondered what it would be like to lick the sweat off them, then realized she didn't need to wonder. She rolled over and brought her face close to run the tip of her tongue over the top of the closest breast. The salty taste wasn't exactly delicious, but it wasn't bad either, and it was very exciting. She ran her tongue around Kim's small areola.

"Mmm... that feels nice." Kim's hand tangled itself in her hair.

Kim's other mound looked lonely, so Shego cupped it with one hand as she kept lapping at the other. Kim was smaller than her, but the warm, soft flesh easily filled her hand, the hard peak digging in her palm. Shego hadn't really gotten a chance to play with Kim's breasts earlier, and she decided to correct the oversight. She felt absurd pride at finding the distinctly feminine piece of anatomy so exciting.

Shego took her time, leisurely enjoying Kim's lovely breasts and the sweet sounds she made in response. But there was more to Kim's amazing body, and she eventually moved on, stroking and kissing her ribcage and her clearly defined abdominal muscles beneath it. Kim's body was an exquisite mix of hard strength and feminine softness, and Shego gloried in it. It occurred to her to wonder it her life-long appreciation for ballet and gymnastics had really been just for the athleticism and artistry on display.

Shego moved downwards, and her insides clenched in a mixture of dread and anticipation. She kissed Kim's smooth abdomen, then leaned back to admire Kim's bush trimmed in the shape of her initial. She traced it with her finger, wondering if it was an impish whim or a sign of devotion.

"When did you do this?"

"I touched it up earlier today. I had a good feeling."

The phrasing implied she'd done the initial work earlier. Shego wondered if Kim had decided to get her in bed even before she arrived, and her entire body heated up with the thought. Maybe she ought to feel bad about letting Kim get her way, but she didn't really feel like she'd lost anything.

Shego swallowed and looked at Kim's most holy place. The delicate lips were swollen and parted, and covered with the residue of their earlier fun, like dew on petals. There was an astonishing amount of glistening wetness surrounding her center, and Shego realized with a thrill that some of it must be from her. There was an overpowering smell of sex in her nostrils, and her body couldn't help responding. Her face jerked closer and she inhaled deep.

"Shego, you don't have to. It's all right."

Shego raised her head to look at Kim, marvel in her eyes.

"Kim, you're beautiful."

She was. Shego had always thought that feminine place was a little shameful, an untidy and unhygienic mess of flesh. Poised on top of Kim she learned differently. It was a living work of art, beautiful and intriguing in its intricacy, and she longed to explore its mysterious depths

Shego lowered her head to kiss Kim's lips. She pulled back to lick hers, investigating the tangy taste. She'd hoped to find it a sweet nectar, but to her disappointment she didn't. Thankfully it wasn't wholly unpleasant, either, and she thought she might acquire the taste in time. Most importantly, it was the taste of her lover, and exciting for just that reason alone. She bent down again to take a long lick along Kim's lips, ending in a flick at her hard tip. She thrilled at the quiver it sent through Kim's body.

Shego settled down between Kim's thighs to really get to work on exploring this new and intriguing territory. She was so lost in the novelty of it all that she even forgot to be self-conscious about her lack of technique. Kim rested her legs on her shoulders, and her hands again found Kim's perfect behind as her lips and tongue kissed, licked and probed.

Shego thought this was the most intimate act she'd ever performed for anybody. Doing this labor of love, feeling Kim's responses, hearing the sweet sounds of her sighs and moans, soon had the desire mounting in her almost as fast as it was in Kim, and she started pressing her hips against the bed in search for relief. She finally understood why Kim had been so willing to go down on her, and felt bad about denying her this treat. Well, she could always correct the mistake the next time. She hoped there would be a next time.

Kim's body was writhing and her hips bucked unpredictably, almost making Shego bite her tongue. Kim's breaths were coming in short, violent pants between her little cries and moans. She was so close, and the knowledge made Shego redouble her efforts. She was torn between wanting to prolong Kim's pleasure and wanting to drive her over the edge as fast and hard as she could. Before she could decide, Kim's body locked for a second, her back arched, and she let out a little sigh that sounded almost surprised.

A glowing sense of satisfaction filled Shego and she smirked a little at having evened up the score. She got up on her knees to watch Kim, whose sweat-covered body was occasionally wracked by aftershocks. Kim's eyes found hers and she smiled lazily, utterly unashamed of her nakedness or the involuntary reactions of her body. And why should she be ashamed, Shego reflected, alone here with her lover?

Shego lay down beside Kim, draping an arm and a leg over her body. She placed a sweet, lingering kiss on Kim's parted lips. Her body felt lighter than it had in ages, all the stress and worry forgotten, for a moment at least.

"Now we're even."

"It's not a competition, Shego."

"Of course not, Kimmie."

"Besides, I'll have the lead again soon enough."

"What do you mean?" Shivers ran along Shego's spine.

"I finally got you in bed after dreaming about it for all these years. You don't really think were done yet, do you?"

Kim's eyes again had that look of a hungry predator. Shego's eyes widened in alarm and she swallowed nervously. This was going to be a long night.