Shego entered of her own volition this time, to find Kim smiling at her from the bed. "Do I get another show?" the redhead asked without moving.
The villainess sashayed over to the bed, hands on hips, then leaned over and asked, "What does the goody two-shoes say?"
"Please and thankyou."
Apparently satisfied, Shego straightened up, unclipped her belt and casually tossed it aside. The gloves, she dropped on Kim's face, one by one, before putting a foot on the edge of the bed and running her hands up her calf before removing the boot. Once both of those were off, the green girl unzipped and teased the teenager with glimpses of cleavage before turning her back.
Kim made a small mewl of disappointment, much to Shego's amusement. She looked back over a shoulder before slowly baring it, then did the same with the other. Leaning her head back, she scooped up her incredible amount of hair up and pulled it around to the front, so that the heroine would get a clear view of her back as the catsuit was teased ever downward.
Once it reached her waist, Shego paused a moment to stretch like a cat, showing off her curves. Then she pushed the outfit further down until the cleft of her buttocks was bare... before bending right over to pull the thing off her legs, giving Kim a full view of the pair of lips she had yet to taste.
The villainess couldn't help jerking slightly in surprise as a finger ran down her labia, parting them just enough for her lover to get a glimpse of the pink interior. A giggle joined the action, which Shego refused to respond to beyond the lip-biting grin currently out of Kim's sight.
Her body now bare, Shego stood upright and turned back around. "So, what do I get for giving you the show?" she asked, hands back on her cocked hips.
Kim pulled the duvet aside to reveal she was stark naked. Her lover's eyes were drawn to the small shock of red that dove down and hid between the teenager's legs. "I... I trimmed," Kim said, suddenly self-conscious. "I didn't want to risk shaving..."
"You might prefer to wax it anyway, pumpkin," Shego told her, than shrugged. "Try it all, see what you like. As long as I don't end up flossing with your pubes, I'm happy." She added a cheeky grin to that last statement to be sure Kim wouldn't take it the wrong way, a consideration that surprised her. A moment of silence followed as she continued to stare, then she whispered, "Show me."
Kim pivoted around, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed and spreading them to reveal everything between. In response, Shego knelt down before the moist treasure that she now caught the scent of, ran her hands up Kim's thighs... and kept going, bringing herself atop the younger girl and kissing her passionately.
Shego wanted to do this right, so she kept kissing even as the heat between Kim's legs grew. It was some time before her lips started working their way down the nubile young body, kissing and sucking and nibbling a path down the redhead's neck, around both breasts, and on across stomach and belly. Again, the villainess teased, diverting her attentions down an inner thigh, then back up and around to do the same with the other.
The heroine's every pant was voiced as a complaint, and her hands latched onto Shego's hair to guide her to where Kim desperately wanted her lover's mouth to be. Instead, the green girl brought her hands around to either side, parting the teenager's wet sex and revealing her clit, on which Shego gently blew.
Kim shuddered at the sensation, going completely limp.
A single lick with a curled tongue was next, provoking another gasp. Then a kiss with a small groan for the vibration, before finally taking the magic button into her mouth and sucking.
After a few minutes, Shego realised Kim probably wouldn't survive what she had intended to do, which was to build her up then let her down, several times over, before the big finish. She'd probably wake the house, doing that, anyway. So she just went to town, and resisted the urge to laugh when Kim dragged her pillow over her own face and practically started suffocating herself as the orgasm overtook her.
As Kim recovered, Shego lapped up as much of the mess as she could, causing the teenager to quiver with aftershocks. Then the green girl crawed back atop her and shared the taste of the younger girl's essence until they needed to stop for breath.
"I hope I didn't make too much noise," Kim sighed in somewhat awed contentment.
Shego, of course, grinned wickedly. "Well, your mom did pop her head in to see what was going on, while you were under the pillow. She gave me a big thumbs up."
"No she didn't..." Kim moaned, refusing to believe it.
"Don't be surprised if we start hearing interesting noises from the master bedroom, that's all I'm sayin'."
"Shut up."
"Shut me up," Shego countered, prompting another makeout, uninterrupted until a question sprang into Kim's mind.
"Is it your turn now? Do you want me to..."
The villainess blinked in surprise; the thought hadn't even occurred to her. Shouldn't it have? It usually did... and yet. "Uh, no need. I'm..." Shego actually, genuinely smiled, "Content." The notion prompted Kim to hug her tightly, something she couldn't reciprocate since she was on top.
Kim's position reminded Shego of a question that had kept crossing her mind since their last encounter. "How's your back?" she asked.
"Big bruise, no fractures. Did you go easy on me with that ambush?"
"No," Shego muttered with an edge of discontent. She had in fact been going for another glowing kick, but still hadn't managed to pull that off. Perhaps it had been a total fluke, after all.
"Well don't feel bad. It's a very uncomfortable bruise, and you've made up for it nicely." Kim kissed her on the cheek as a thank you.
"So how did you escape? I smashed your nerdcom doohicky, and everything. Did you bring the goofy sidekick's rat? I shudder to think where he was hiding..."
Kim smacked Shego's shoulder. "Kimmunicator, and no I didn't."
"Kimmunicator? Conceited much?"
"Wasn't my idea, it was Wade's. Do you want to hear or not?" Shego shrugged nonchalantly as if she didn't really care whether or not Kim told her how she did it, which of course was blatently untrue. Kim took a deep breath. "Used a laser to cut through the chains and out of the box, set the shark and squid against each other, and sang a high note to break the ice. I'm actually kinda proud of the last one," Kim added sheepishly.
"There was air under the ice?"
Kim nodded. "It turned out not to be six feet thick after all. I'm guessing Drakken built that device himself."
"Huh," Shego grunted, wondering where the teenager had hidden the laser. "Well... while I still refuse to believe you can do anything... uh, well done. I guess." An unconvinced look from the redhead forced her to add, "No, I'm happy for you, really. Brava."
"You didn't look so happy when I escaped."
"I didn't look so happy when you tied me to Drakken as he whinged and whined," Shego growled. "I owe you for that, by the way."
"I'll just have to make it up to you..." Kim suggested as her hands began to wander.
"Not in this room, you won't. Eye for an eye, not an eyeful, princess. Next time I'll come up with something nasty. Wait and see."
Kim pouted.
Kim really pouted.
"What the hell," Shego uttered in something resembling horror. In the face before her, something so cute it was monstrous formed. The combination of curved eyebrow, pleading eye and quivering lower lip was actually making the evil villainess cringe in... apprehension. Extreme apprehension.
She couldn't look away. She didn't dare put her hands on that face; distorting it in any way would have been a crime in itself. There was only one weapon she could rely on, and she used it: "You know what? I don't think I want your face anywhere near my crotch. Ever."
Fortunately for Shego, it worked. Kim's pout dissolved in the onset of giggles. "Oh come on, it wasn't that bad," she eventually insisted.
"What was that?"
"The Puppy Dog Pout," the teen hero proudly proclaimed. "It's super effective againt otherwise-intractable foes. Except parents. Actually, my mom's managed to copy it and turn it against me in the past."
"B-both the Possible redheads are capable of... that?" Okay, maybe it had been fear Shego was experiencing.
"Maybe I should get mom up here," the younger Possible redhead considered, "Hit you with the double whammy until you promise not to bring up your fetish ever again."
"Jesus H. Christ," Shego whispered, not really paying attention, "There's evil that conqours the world, and there's evil that makes the world offer itself on a fucking platter." Her eyes focused on Kim. "I am never turning you to the dark side, I swear."
"You know you'd love it," Kim told her even as she cuddled the shellshocked green girl. "You'd get used to me taking you everywhere, with a leash and collar, and nothing else. Well, maybe thigh-high boots. All matching black leather, of course."
"...You've actually thought about that, haven't you, cupcake."
The grin was as cheeky as the pout was cute. "I admit nothing."