Kim lay in bed, idly stroking herself as she tried to maintain enough patience to wait for her nocturnal visitor before going too far. The hand between her legs would gradually increase its efforts until she consciously stopped herself, before glancing at the window with a sigh. Then the cycle would repeat itself.
She was starting to think she should have gotten herself off once already, so she'd be ready for another round whenever Shego did show up.
In fact, Shego had been just around the corner from Kim's window since the last light in the house had gone out. She was testing herself, trying to resist the urge to go in every time she heard each sigh through the window. The sound made her smile, among other reactions which she was trying to ignore.
The villainess was concerned about how things had gone yesterday. They had started normally enough, the cheerleader bouncing all over the place to avoid Shego's glowing hands. Then something had changed. The fight had become more of a dance, and Kim had been smiling as much as Shego... and then things had gotten just plain wierd...
Another sigh from inside, and Shego's crotch literally twitched, causing her to growl in frustration.
Then Shego realised she'd growled out loud.
Sure enough, the window opened. Brava, bella, the green girl mentally grumbled, even as Kim whispered her name into the night air. Slipping around the corner, she murmured, "I was waiting to see how long you'd last, princess." The statement wasn't quite accurate, but it was close enough.
"Get in here," Kim ordered. Shego opened her mouth to protest, but the teenager put a finger to her lips. The scent that was suddenly right under the green girl's nose proved what Kim had just been doing with that hand. It was... intoxicating.
Kim stepped back from the window, coaxing Shego inside with a wiggle of that finger; retreating back to the bed as her visitor hopped through the window and closed it behind her; lay back down and got straight back to what she had been doing before the interruption, as Shego approached. She hadn't pulled the duvet back over herself. The only thing between Kim's hand and Shego's view of what it was doing was a single layer of cotton and polyester. Shego couldn't take her eyes off the hand as it moved beneath the fabric.
She pulled off her gloves. Unclipped her belt. Yanked off her boots. Unzipped her catsuit and peeled it off her body.
Kim's eyes roamed across all of Shego's naked form for at least a minute before she slid across the bed to make room for her. Once the villainess was beside her, she snuggled in close and rubbed the tips of the fingers she had just been molesting herself with across Shego's black lips. The mouth accepted them eagerly until Kim couldn't take it anymore and had to kiss it instead, leaving her hands free to expore Shego's curves.
Passions escalated quickly. Shego could feel the wet spot in Kim's sweatpants against her bare thigh, and proceeded to leave another on Kim's thigh as they ground aganst each other. She couldn't get enough of the teenager's lips, her tongue, the sensation of her hands all over her, her lithe body pressing and rubbing against her. The younger girl was trying to devour her in every conceivable way.
When it got to the point where they either had to stop for breath or pass out, Kim stared Shego in the eye as she took the green goddess' hand and guided it under her waistband.
Once the hand started exploring of its own volition, Kim's slid up a pale thigh, prompting Shego to spread her legs just enough to allow Kim the space to do some exploring of her own.
They took turns challenging each other to escalate their efforts. Since Kim had started it, Shego was the one to first move on from stroking the hood with a finger on each side to twiddling the clit itself. Once Kim overcame her initial reaction, she followed suit; then pushed deeper, exploring the wet folds beyond.
A great gasp burst from the redhead's mouth as Shego's fingers entered her. The kissing didn't resume until she had done the same, forcing a growl from the villainess. From that point on, hands and tongues were equally fervent in their attempts to outdo each other.
Given how much she'd already teased herself beforehand, it was Kim who eventually lost the battle. Her body began to pulse and buck, and she ended up sinking her teeth into Shego's neck to keep herself from crying out in ecstasy. That triggered Shego in turn, though she managed to exercise more self-control, hissing through clenched teeth as pain and pleasure set off a series of orgasmic fireworks throughout her quivering body.
As they lay there, panting for breath, Kim tried to apologize for the bite. Shego quickly silenced her with her tongue. The post-coital makeout was long and deep.
"Did you ever imagine we'd end up doing this, the first time you came to visit?" Kim was finally able to ask.
"Can't say I did," Shego whispered back, "Not until after the thing with Aviarius."
"Oh? What changed?"
The green girl's smirk was surprisingly soft. "You respected my privacy, for a start. That felt... worth a lot more than just respecting my ability to kill you. And the way you... well... let's just say I'm not used to full frontal honesty. S'why I took the teasing to the next level. The first time I snuck a peek was just for fun, but after... getting you flustered became too much fun." The smirk widened to a grin. "So... your mom?"
"No I did not," Kim muttered grumpily, then sighed. "But I did notice... it never really occurred to me before, but... she wears high heels a lot. Even just around the house. I asked her about it. First she pointed out that she does a lot of standing in the OR, and she wears heels just for the difference from flats." The redhead frowned confusedly at the memory. "Then she admitted they make her feel attractive. She's proud of her legs and likes to show them off."
"Damn, I've yet to see them. I hope daddy appreciates the view."
"Apparently he does," Kim informed her with considerable discomfort in her voice. "And apparently mom does purr, when he nibbles her neck."
"Hm, I wonder what happens when I nibble yours..." Shego began to experiment.
"Mom suggested I try mewling, but now I've got dad stuck in my head, and you doing that is kinda having the opposite effect."
Shego sniggered, but relented and brought herself back eye-to-eye with the heroine. "Daddy's girl just isn't the same, anyway. Too mainstream."
Kim grimaced. "You mean girls actually..."
A pale shoulder shrugged. "Dunno about the real thing, but there are plenty of dirty old men who like to roleplay."
The teenager stared a moment, then asked, "Why do you tease me about... that stuff?"
Shego displayed her typical smirk. "Because you keep reacting to it."
"Yeah, but why that?"
"Well, homosexuality is frowned on by all the kinds of people I'd kick in the teeth if I had the time or energy; and incest is one of the biggest sexual taboos ever, especially the parent-child kind. Plus, it gives the whole thing an extra kick, the idea of a daughter tasting the pussy she came from, a mother tasting the pussy she made..."
"Eww," Kim whined and shuddered. Shego sniggered even as she hugged the girl.
"As long as it's just momma's pussy that freaks you out, and not mine."
"Why would yours... Shego, you should know by know I don't care that you're green."
"It's... not just that." The villainess hadn't given that much thought with Kim, but it had been a factor in the past. "Some girls think they're bi until they get down there and come face to face with the clam, instead of getting slapped in the face by a nice, hard cock."
"Well, I haven't gone down on either," Kim admitted, even as she blushed at the imagery.
"No rush, cupcake. We've had our fun for tonight, and I'll wanna go first anyway, show you how it's done."
"Oh. Okay."
Shego was surprised by Kim's disappointed tone. "What, you wanna try it right now?"
"It's just... I don't know how long it'll be until you come back."
The older girl was compelled to hug the younger once again. "One visit between capers, Kimmie. That's what we agreed to, remember?"
"That was before this," the redhead pointed out, pulling Shego tight against her body. "Can't you come once a week or something?"
"Dates in the bedroom are just fucking, princess."
"It was more than that."
Shego made the mistake of looking Kim in the eye after she said that, and saw there the conviction she'd just heard in the teenager's voice. She sighed, then muttered, "This was just supposed to be for fun. The last thing I need is for one of us to go soft on the other." She blinked. "That reminds me..."
"No, not until you admit it was more than that," Kim interrupted.
"I..." Shego struggled to articulate what her instincts told her was completely against the book. In the end, she managed a comprimise. "I care, okay?" she finally grumbled. "Maybe enough to... not try too hard to kill you. Just until you turn eighteen!"
Coming from Shego, that was enough. Kim hugged her tightly, whispering, "I care about you too," before giving the green girl a surprisingly chaste kiss. "So, what did you want to ask?"
"Uh..." it took a moment for the villainess to switch gears after such a tender moment; it may have been the first she had ever experienced. "You grabbed my wrists and tossed me towards your sidekick... and thanks for letting me get back at him for dropping on me during the weather machine fight, by the way..."
"That was accidental," Kim suggested wryly.
"Yeah, whatever. My point is, you reached through through the glow to grab me."
"Well, for that split second, your hands weren't moving. You've already shown me I can put my hands in it when they're still, and it was all very quick anyway."
"Huh. Guess I should dial up the heat."
Kim smiled in a manner that made Shego suspicious. "Please do. Wade wants to know how the new mission gloves hold up against it."
"I can burn your hands off without killing you, you know," the villainess growled.
"What's the matter, Shego? You can dish it out, but you can't take it?"
"Cute, princess, real cute."
"My grumpy green girlfriend," the redhead cooed, snuggling up to her again and planting kisses on black lips until they gave in to the attention.
Shego never got around to bringing up how her foot had glowed for the instant she had kicked Kim against the sparking shrink ray. In retrospect, she was able to persuade herself she was better off not bringing it up. If she could do it again, she'd have a surprise for the frustratingly enticing teenager. She just had to ignore the question as to why it had happened in the first place, because she hadn't been able to repeat it since, and she suspected it had something to do with 'dancing' with Kim Possible...
At least they'd avoided any mention of the giant poodle.