~o0o~

"Why, I'm seducing you of course!" Kim said, her hand coming to rest on Shego's knee.

~o~

Shego almost snorted her mouthful of water out her nose at Kim's bluntness, her lips working silently for several seconds before she clamped them shut. She knew Kim was being serious, could see it in her eyes; vibrant honesty staring right back at her. Somehow, Miss. All American was batting for the other side, and her heart flip-flopped at the realization.

"Princess, you can't be gay!? You're straight!" It was a stupid thing to say given the evidence, but it was the first thing that came to mind and it had slipped out.

"I didn't think it bothered you, two girls…?"

"What? No! Of course it doesn't. You like who you like, it's just–"

"Then what does it matter?"

"It doesn't!" It's you! "It's just–"

It was inconceivable that Kim was gay, yet here they were. The girl, so close, her hand…

Lines of white fire blazed along Shego's leg, unbearably good, but that was beside the point. She ignored the tactile assault, her mind spinning at the knowledge. She could see the how, that much was obvious, Ron. The Buffoon had screwed with her Princess's life, and she was going to take it out of his hide.

Kim's lips were moving as she continued to talk, but Shego was not listening as she replayed the events of the evening. It was so obvious, now. All those playful little smiles, winks, and casual touches.

I AM being seduced!

She should just get up and walk out, yet she did not move or say a word. Kim was special to her in ways she could never describe and the realization that it was her Princess was sending confusing signals through her brain. Instead of annoyance at Kim's interest she felt … a lightness of being, as if something missing had been found. The feeling spread throughout her body, then her breath hitched in her throat as Kim's hand slid higher.

Good God, she's not going to stop! Shego thought as those questing fingers reached her thigh. It was silly, really. There was nothing hindering her from stopping Kim, yet she hadn't. Still, the mental image of that hand disappearing beneath her dress gave her the shock she needed.

"Stop that!" Shego said.

"Stop what?" Kim replied, a small half-smile gracing her lips.

"That!" She gestured with her eyes, her body seemingly unwilling to move.

Kim instantly sat back, bringing her hands to her lap. She looked way too happy. Without a word she stood up, her nails raking across Shego's shoulder as she walked back to her side of the table and sat down. Elbows perched on the edge, she looked over her steepled fingers at Shego. A wary gaze looked back.

"Sooo, that's me," Kim said into the silence. "Let's talk about you for a while?"

"Like hell we're going to talk about me!" Shego snapped, stabbing her finger onto the table. "You can't just drop a bombshell like that and then change the topic!"

"Why not? We both know where the evening's going. Where it'll end."

Kim's voice was smooth, steady, her smile unwavering, and the aura of confidence she exuded was almost palpable. It was so strong that images flashed before Shego's eyes, of a room in tatters, a pair of sweaty, writhing bodies atop disheveled sheets. She could almost smell the sex, taste it. The powerful, unwanted fantasy only lasted a split second, but it left her with flushed cheeks. She glared at Kim.

"Look, Possible, you know I don't swing that way!" She said it more for her benefit than Kim's, needing to head off her own wayward thoughts.

"Mm-hmm," Kim replied, her tone suggesting anything but.

Gods, she's infuriating! "Pumpkin, I've never even kissed a girl, and I'm certainly not starting with you! So whatever you've got planned, it won't work!"

"Of course it will. Anything's–"

"Don't you dare say–"

"Anything's possible for a Possible!"

GAH!

Shego dragged her hands down her face at the hero's famous punchline, Kim grinning at her like a Cheshire Cat.

"And tonight I'm playing the villain," Kim said as she leaned forward, eyes sparkling. "And you? Well you're playing the oh-so-sexy heroine. Who, I might add, has sashayed right into my devilish clutches."

This was a context that Shego understood all too well. After all, how many times had she and Dr. Drakken used the same tactic on Team Possible and other annoying heroes. Drew's bumbling ways ensured that his plans almost never worked, but in the hands of someone like Kim…

"Then what if I were to just walk out?" Shego said, her hands on the table preparing to stand. "Leave you and your wild ass fantasies far behind?"

Kim tilted her head. "But you won't, will you?"

Dammit! She's right! It'd be too much like running away!

"It would be too much like running away, wouldn't it?"

"Bite me, Cupcake!"

"Why, Miss. Go, is that an offer?" Kim said, aiming to shuffle closer.

Shego instinctively halted Kim's progress with her foot then immediately regretted it as, lightning fast, slim fingers wrapped around her ankle. She silently cursed her rookie maneuver as she and Kim looked at each other, the two of them figuring out how to handle this new situation. Shego knew she was far stronger, but nothing short of a physical confrontation was going to free her foot from Kim's grip. An eyebrow twitched here and a muscle there as she pictured how the fight would go, the two of them in ripped dresses and smiling faces as they stared across the remains of the restaurant at each other. Yanking her leg back was a bad idea as well, it would send Kim and the table flying and the evening was too special to ruin.

"No, it's not an offer, so–" She stiffened as her high heel was deftly loosened. "What're you doing?!"

"Well, by the end of the night… you!"

Shego's mouth opened and closed as she stared at Kim, and for the first time in her life she was truly speechless. It was too much and she dropped her gaze, her cheeks blazing a lovely emerald green. Somewhere in the back of her mind she had known Kim was aiming for this, but to have it so blatantly and eagerly announced. Against her better judgement an image of the bedroom came again and this time she was on her back, Kim on top, wantonly holding her down.

A spark of resistance flared. After all, it was Kim, and her reputation was at stake.

How dare she! I'm the dominant one in this relationship. There's no way I'm gonna let her be on top! If anyone's going to be on top, it's me! She immediately blanched, realizing what she had thought. What she was fantasizing about. No way! No. Fuck no! Taking a deep breath, she looked up.

"Kimmie, I'm not sleeping with you!"

"You say no, but your dress screams yes!" Kim cut in. "It's the sexiest thing I've ever seen you wear."

"That has nothing to do with us. This! I mean, tonight! There is no us!"

"Oh really? And this is the girl who said, and I quote, 'I prefer to curl up at home with a romantic movie and a tub of ice cream than dress up like a Barbie doll and go out.' "

"Kimmie, if you weren't so damned–" She had been going to say cute but that would be throwing gasoline on the fire.

"I'm sooo what?" Kim replied, that predatory gleam back in her eyes.

"So nothing! Now, are you going to let go or not?"

"But I've captured the hero, why would I ever do that?"

Shego glared as she folded her arms across her chest, refusing to play into Kim's weird ass game. Actually the metaphor was quite inventive, but there was no way she was going to admit that. She leaned back, acting as if nothing was amiss, then tensed, her years of training coming to her aid as her shoe hit the floor, Kim's fingers gently running along the sole of her foot.

It's… nothing! she thought, forcing herself to relax.

~o~

Kim winked at Shego as she unclasped her purse, the innocent action never more threatening. She brought out a small tube of hand cream and isolated in the darkness she drizzled the warm liquid over Shego's foot, fingers ever-so-softly massaging across her heel, over her arch, then one by one in-between her toes.

It was heaven. Magical.

The way Kim touched her was more than sensual, it was familiar. There had always been something between them, a connection of sorts, how they reacted to each other, and more… She closed her eyes and against her better judgement found herself relaxing. She wouldn't be sleeping with the girl, but she could appreciate the moment.

"You know, it's not exactly true that you've never kissed a girl," Kim murmured. "You have done it… once before!"

Shego opened her mouth to respond then shut it. She knew where Kim was going with this.

One of her cherished memories was of Kim breaking into Drakken's lair, alone. They had fought and somehow ended up on top of each other, chest to chest. Kim had turned crimson, blushing from head to toe, and had stuttered out some sort of half-hearted comment. The kiss … had been spur of the moment, but the muted moan from Kim as she claimed her prize had been delicious. Kim had fled, her face flaming, and the poor girl had barely been able to look her in the eye the next time she had shown up to foil one of Drakken's plans.

Soon after she had come up with the pet names, and the look of shock on Kim's face as she used one for the first time had been priceless.

"Kimmie, it was just teasing, nothing more."

"I know, but it was the most intense kiss I'd ever had, or since."

There was a hunger in Kim's voice, one that Shego had never heard before. She opened her eyes, but Kim was paying her no attention. The girl's lips were slightly parted, a look of pure enjoyment on her face as she worked away on Shego's feet.

Kim glanced up, her smile widening. "More?" she quietly asked.

"Harder," Shego replied without thinking.

A silent moan of pleasure escaped Shego's lips as Kim wasted no time in digging in her thumbs. It had been years since someone had touched her like this, and Kim knew just where too. Gone were her worries as dexterous fingers massaged their way across her foot, Kim kneading the last of her tension into submission. She offered no resistance as Kim switched feet, sitting there bonelessly and enjoying the feel of someone who knew her body almost as well as she knew it herself.

"You're beautiful and sexy and your legs are magnificent," Kim whispered.

"Mm," Shego replied, the heartfelt words barely breaking through her warm, contented haze.

With that Kim leaned down and placed a soft peck to the tips of Shego's toes. "I'm going to kiss you now."

"Mmhm," Shego hummed in agreement. There was a brief feeling of excitement at the thought then her brain caught up. Emerald eyes snapped open, but it was too late. It had been said.

~o~

Shego's shocked expression stared across at Kim, nothing going through her mind in that instant. There was Kim, holding her foot and with a massive grin on her face as the rest of the world faded into the background. She raised a finger and shook it in denial. It had no effect as, with deliberate slowness, Kim released her ankle and stood up, her eyes never leaving Shego's as she advanced.

A fight or flight impulse engulfed Shego and she swung at Kim, but there was little force behind the blow and her fist was easily blocked. Slim fingers laced between her own and Kim brought their entwined hands to her chest, over her heart.

"So... a... kiss?" Kim inquired softly as she sat on the edge of the table. She reached out and brushed a stray curl from Shego's face, the light touch raising the hair on her arms.

"Yes. No. I meant–" Shego managed to get out. "I was just–" She cut herself off, swallowing as she tried to gather her thoughts. "Look, I didn't–" Her eyes met Kim's, lost in the piercing, olive-green gaze. "I wasn't–"

"I'll be gentle," Kim purred, cupping her face. Not breaking their stare, she leaned in, ignoring everything Shego was trying to say.

"Really, Kimmie, I–" Shego said, her chest heaving as Kim advanced. She was so close, that lovely aroma bombarding her senses. Closer still, until she could see nothing but tanned skin surrounded by short black hair.

She's gonna KISS ME!

She was a deer in the headlights under Kim's intense gaze, neither retreating or fighting back. Her breath caught in her throat as her heart thundered away in her chest, and as her eyelids closed, their faces millimeters apart, her lips parted open...

At the last possible instant Kim turned her head to look out across the restaurant, the cutest little huff of annoyance caressing Shego's cheek. Kim was up and away and sitting back in her seat before Shego eventually blinked, released from the moment.

Alphonse appeared out of the darkness causing Shego to jump, and with a graceful flourish he placed a large plate in front of her.

What– what was I– Shego began as she blankly watched their dinners being served up. I was going to let her kiss me...! She bit her lip, her whole face blossoming with a wonderful green hue. And– And I was going to… kiss her back! She sat there confused that for a split second she had caved, aching for the warm skin on offer. Why would I–? A memory of that kiss rose to mind, and a warm flush suffused her from head to toe.

Dammit! It was nothing! Meant nothing! She gripped the table hard. She… just caught me off guard. With a huge effort, she took in a slow, deep breath.

"That, was evil!"

"I learnt from the best," Kim agreed happily, winking at her.

~o0o~

Don't feel I have much to say for once, I think Kim's saying plenty enough as it is.