And here is your smut scene?

In a series of grabs her turtleneck was off her, and so were her khakis, shoes had been stepped out of, socks forgotten, white bra undone and white cotton panties, for the moment, left on.

On her back, with Shego straddling her once again, her hands led above her head and kisses like no other leaving trails of fire ndown her torso. Meanwhile, another hand teased her breasts, and she had restricted movement so she could only arch her back slightly when those searing touches came near.

"So… are you… top or bottom, Kimmie?"

Blinking to concentrate her mouth on moving, she managed to attempt saving her pride. "Top… or bottom…I can do anything..."

Suddenly the tongue stopped that distracting swirling at her navel and her wrists were released from their tight hold.

"Wh..why did you stop?"

"Well, what do you like? I want to make this as comfortable as possible for you."

"…this is fine." Had her voice risen a full octave?

"How about fisting, Kimmie?" There was a devious glint in those eyes that made Kim fear for what was happening… maybe she should have been honest?

"S..sure. Whatever you want."

"Would you like that?" There it was again, that blank expression, with only calculative eyes.

"I'm fine with anything."

And a sultry smirked graced those dark lips as they decended upon her virgin ones. That was when the first intrusion occurred, and Kim shrieked into the kiss from shock.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it."

It worked quick enough that soon there was another finger in there. A warm sensation began to fill Kim, though it wasn't enough to bring her over.

But when the third one came in, she immediately broke the Kiss by shrieking. "How many are you putting in?!"

Shego smirked as she brought up her other hand. "Five, princess. You asked for it."

"They're…" Shit, more kissing. "They won't all fit! That's too small a hole!" She should know, she's been testing it all week.

"Oh princess, but didn't you know?"

"Look! I'm a virgin! Okay? Stop, please…" She calmed her breathing as the hand was removed. "Please go easy…"

Shego smirked again, this time with satisfaction. "I knew you were a virgin, Kimmie, just don't know why you had to hide it." Her eyes softened, and her mouth shaped itself into a kind smile. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle now." Her mass of black hair was the next thing Kim saw. And her tongue tracing her torso to her hips and..further down…was the only thing she felt.

Her thighs were next to be attended too, working closer…and closer…and closer… to the final destination which was leaking her want. She tightly grabbed onto the sheets around her, shutting her eyes and biting her tongue to suppress the moans. Shego kept one hand firmly on her waist, keeping her from arching and thus throwing them both off balance.

And then she felt it. The cool and wet feeling inside of her, actually in her, contrasting greatly to the burning fingers. The had was removed from the waist, and helped the other spread both her legs farther apart. Allowed to move freely, she couldn't help her body's movements, giving away her own desires, her closeness to orgasm.

"It's allright, Kim, you don't have to bite your tongue anymore." Was the silent whisper, and then Kim felt herself reach over the brink, gasped, moaned, shrieked Shego's name as she shut her eyes to the brilliance that had only ever been imaginable.

She wasn't sure if it was morning when she became conciouss. But she knew she was warm, and she knew she was alone.

"S...Shego?" She blinked in confusion as she took in her surroundings... lights were on, but no one was home?

"Hey kiddo, shower's free." Her head snapped to the right to see the very elegant, but very naked woman, droplets of water glistening on her skin. She was toweling her wet hair dry.

Kim nodded, and slipped out, feeling her sweaty self. Aas she moved, she felt bruises forming over bruises on her wist, some from her new 'experience' with Shego, and some from her previous mission.

She sighed contentedly as the hot water rinsed her clean, welcoming the steam that enshrouded her. She let her forehead rest against the cool white tile, amazed at something not green or black.

When she was finished bathing, she turned off the water, and wrapped a towel around herself. Then she walked over to the doorway and peeked out. Shego was there now, still naked, but dry. She hesitantly let her own towel drop and crept up to her, aiming for a kiss.

Shego, who was trying to cook some eggs, turned away.

"No, sweetie. You go home now."

"Oh." She looked away, trying to avoid looking at the only person in the room. "So..when do you think we can meet up again?"

"Ha... again?" There was actual mirth in her voice, and Kim Possible, for once in ehr life felt less than confident. Shego turned to Kim, a plate of egs in her hand. "Here, eat this, then go back home to Mommy and Daddy, under your safe covers. Forget about this place."

Kim took the plate and Shego walked past her. Kim, after recovering from the rejection, chased after her. "But... last night..."

"Last night was great, Kimmie, but then again, you can do anything." Sarcasm at the last part, it cut through her like a knife. Were these tears?

"Shego... I...love..."

"Love?" Shego turned aroundin a flash, Kim narrowly avoiding bumping into her. Shego grabbed her chin, and leaned in. "Love... you...think...you...love...me?" Her voice was condescending and slow.

"I know you think we're enemies, but maybe things could work out. We shoult atleast try to give it a shot... after the first kiss sure I was freaked... but when I kissed you, you kissed me back... and I've been thinking about you..." She trailed off as she noticed Shego's face had turned blank once more.

"Listen, Kimmie dear, you were nice last night. But thats all you are. Last nights news. No mas. We're enemies, and tomorrow, I'll have another girl in here, no name, no number, jsut a girl, just like you're just a girl. I don't care what you and your shitty friends think about love, becuase this isn't it. It was a good screw, and in a few days time, we'll be kicking eachothers asses again. Now Go. Home."

Biting her quivering lower lip, Kim willed herself to calm down and face the rejection bravely, though she couldnt stop the hurt from showing through her wet eyes.

She dressed quietly and efficiently. At the door, Shego silently handed her a hat to cover her hair.

Once she had left, Shego sighed, and poured herself a generous amount of whiskey.

Kim needed safety, security, someone who could always love her safely, someone who would never kill her, someone who she would never have to fight. Kim was still young, she didn't have to make her own way in the world. Soon she'd have a nice job, a nice husband, nice kids, and a perfect family life, while Shego will be an unidentified body on a alley street, or a lifetime of incarceration, if she's lucky. Either way, it was impossible to make any sort of promise.

That's why she can never know...

"I loved her."