Fantasy- Two

Rating: M

Pairing: KiGo

A/N: Needed to get the thought out of my head so I could continue my other stories.

Don't own the show. Pointless to sue, don't got money.

Enjoy! ^^

It's been a few years.

Since Kim and I got together, I mean.

Like most cheesy Romantic movies, it slowly ganged up on us. We hated each other at the beginning. Even more so after she kicked me into that fucking tower. But then, well... for some odd reason, I decided to help her save the world; and I ended up learning a lot about her.

Did you know that she never really wanted to be a hero? That first time when she was called, and she thought it was for something different, she had realised that she could help others a lot more then most.

But she never wanted to be a world famous hero.

That opinion changed over the years, of course; she loves having that damnable job now.

I'm not evil anymore, just so you know, but I still hate hero's; excluding Kim of course. She is the one exception to a lot of the rules I built around my life. Though, as much as she wishes, I still don't get along with her buffoon of a friend. Monique's a nice girl though.

I mean, after she stopped trying to get me to go shopping, of course.

I work at a bar now, with my friend Rachel. She's an old high school friend, and when I quit the villain gig; she offered me a job at the bar she owned. My hours are all over the place, but it works out in the end. Kim's going to college, has a part time job, and is still doing hero work. I say it works out because usually when I'm home, she is too.

So, yeah, I wasn't surprised to see her socks and shoes by the door. I was, however, surprised to see her shirt hanging off one of the table chairs. I slipped my shoes and socks off and walked down the hall, where I found her pants; hastily thrown over the hallway table. By now, I could tell I had an eyebrow raised in question as I continued to walk towards our bed room.

I found her black bra (One of the ones that is mostly lace and is see through, it's my second favorite) hanging on the door knob. The door was cracked, and I could hear her breathy voice as she moaned. I'm not going to say I'm afraid of what I would find.

I know, I know. I should be, but I know Kimmie would never cheat on me.

I pushed the door open silently and found my lover laid out on our bed. Her finally article of clothing was laying on the ground at the foot of the bed. But, though I took notice of it, I couldn't take my eyes off the redhead touching herself.

I felt a moan well up in my throat as I watched her hand trail down her stomach. Her head was thrown back, so she didn't see me standing here, watching as one hand thrust her favorite toy in and out of her. The other was stroking over her clit, causing a deep moan of my name to come loose.

I think what did, what really did, me in was the sight of her juices glistening on her thighs and on what I could see of the seven inch dildo that was currently going harder and faster in and out of her. That moan finally came out as I dropped my keys and rushed to take off my shirt.

Kim's head shot up at the sound I made, her cheeks were flushed but she licked her lips and moaned out a desperate "please" as I finally finished undressing and climbed onto the bed. She was about to take the toy out, but I stopped her, making her let it go and pulling her hands away. I leaned forward and pinned her arms above her head with one hand. I then leaned down and kissed her deeply as my other hand made her legs wrap around my waist.

This particular toy wasn't our strap on, but she understood my intent, and started grinding into me. We both moaned into the kiss as my pelvis helped push the dildo in and out of her. I broke the kiss and moved down to Kimmie's neck as my free hand took over the job of stroking her clit. Her moan of my name sounded like heaven as I nipped and licked at her pulse.

"Sai... Baby... Please."

"Shh." I murmured, moving up to her ear, "You were being bad again, weren't you?" I asked, slowing down my movements, causing her to groan out in frustration.

"Sai."

"How long have you been riled up?" I hummed, moving down to take a nipple into my mouth, "Why didn't you tell me? I would have helped."

"You... You were at work..."

"Rachel would have understood. Monique's done it to her several times."

She whimpered slightly, knowing I was right. I couldn't help the evil grin that formed as I untangled myself from her and moved off the bed. I carefully took the toy out of her and went to find our strap on. Kim watched me the whole time, her eyes going wide when she saw what I was doing. A groan left her lips as I moved to rest above her again, positioning my new attachment at her wet opening.

"Did you change your mind Princess?" I asked, seeing her eyes lock on the fake cock. She shook her head and looked up at me,

"Please. I need you."

I grinned as I thrust into her, setting a slow pace. Her legs wrapped back around my waist as she started grinding against me again. She was already close, I could tell by how fast the pace picked up; she was only like this when she was on the edge. I knew exactly what to do to make her fall over that edge. I leaned down and bite at her neck gently as I rested on my elbows so I could massage and stroke her nipples.

It was only a matter of minutes before she threw her head back and screamed my name.

~o0o~

The second she could move again, she had me on my back, riding me hard as I watched her. I could never get tired of this, watching her, I mean. I loved how her hair moved, her head thrown back as she moaned, her breasts bouncing up and down with momentum.

I would never fully admit to this, not out loud, and not to anyone but Kim. But it's when she did things like this that I came without her touch. The sight and sound of her when she was like this was enough to get me over the edge.

And to be honest, I think that's one of the reasons why did acted like this.

When she finally stopped, after six hours, and several rounds of pleasure; for us both, she was curled up next to me. Her arms were around my waist, holding me close while she was nuzzled into my neck.

"I love you Saiem."

I smiled lovingly down at her, "And I, you." I murmured as we fell into a deep sleep.

I have to say.

I love my life, and there is no one else I would rather spend it with then Kimmie.

A/N: So... Second chapter... yeah, um... sorry it's not as long as the last one...

I can't remember if it's ever mentioned why Kim is a hero. I know its how the show is and all of that, but i wanted to put my own twist to it. Sorry if I offended anyone.

Hope you enjoyed. ^^