"My hair is... red."
Kim lay in bed, testing herself every minute. Wade had said this was only supposed to last for about a day, but her inability to tell even a white lie was still strong. Normally the villainess wouldn't show up until tomorrow night at least, but since their brief encounter had occurred early this morning, Kim feared the worst. Considering how her day had been, Shego was bound to visit while she still had an edge over her, whether she knew it or not.
"My hair is... red. Ugh."
She'd beeped the child genius before (his) bedtime to question him about her sitch, but the best he'd come up with was the theory that, since she was such an honest person already, it would take at least twenty-four hours for the relevant inhibitors in her brain to kick back in. Kim didn't bother informing him that there was a difference between blurting out the truth, and being economical with it according to the social situation; it was something boys never seemed to get.
"My hair is... red. Shoot!"
"What's the deal with the red hair, Kimmie?" a voice quietly asked from the window.
"I'm checking to see if Drakken's truth ray has worn off yet," the redhead spouted involuntarily before slapping both hands over her mouth.
"Oh, reeaally," Shego drawled as she sauntered over to the bed. "How do you feel about answering a few questions?"
"Mm mm-m mm."
Shego leaned over and pulled Kim's hands away from her face. "What was that?"
"I'm dreading it," Kim whined.
"I'll start with a few easy ones. Let's see..." Releasing the girl, the villainess tapped her chin as if she hadn't already come up with something to start with. "How naked do you want me right now?"
"Completely," Kim answered with surprise, silently hoping this line of questioning was all Shego intended under current circumstances.
"So I guess you want to try using this on me, tonight?" Shego asked, pulling the strap-on out from behind her back and holding it up for the teenager to see.
Enthusiastically this time, "Definitely."
"Tell me, Kimmie," the green girl continued as she dropped the dildo on the bed and began to undress, "Do you think I'm the hottest girl you've ever met?"
"Yes."
"The hottest girl you've ever fought?"
"Yes."
"The hottest girl who's ever tried to kill you?"
"Yes," Kim answered automatically before raising an eyebrow. "Laying it on a little thick, aren't you, Shego?"
"Yes," came the response, and the redhead couldn't suppress an amused snort before the green girl continued. "If a tree falls in the woods and no-one's around to hear it, does it make a sound?"
"Theoretically, yes."
Shego paused, a boot in her hands. "Really? You had to put the 'theoretically' in there?"
"I did," Kim nodded. "According to physics it does make a sound, but since someone would have to be there to hear it in order to actually prove it, it kinda has to remain unconfirmed."
"Something like the god-creating-a-heavy-rock argument, huh?"
"Yeah." Kim watched as the catsuit began its journey down Shego's body. "I'm surprised you know that one."
"I am a college graduate, thank you very much," Shego pointed out imperiously.
"Unlike your employer."
"How d'ya know that?"
"Dad said he dropped out."
Shego grinned at the opportunity for future mockery. "I'll have to bug him about that sometime."
"Your sass was in fine form today," Kim said as the naked green girl slid under the covers with her.
"You missed the first bit. When Doctor Wong said Drakken made no sense to her, I told her, 'Welcome to my life.'" Shego smirked before giving Kim a disapproving glare. "You dunked me in arctic waters because I drenched you while you were sick, didn't you?"
"I did... um. Sorry."
"Meh, can't blame ya," the villainess admitted with a shrug before sliding closer so Kimmie was well within reach. "When I was coming at you blade-first, you could tell I was aiming for a foot or ankle, right?"
"Yes..." A small sigh interrupted Kim as Shego's hands began to explore her skin. "And I'll freely admit, you had me scared for a split second. If it hadn't been for the adrenaline rush I might not have avoided it."
"Well, you did tell me to bring it. And when I did, you turned around and gave it right back. I'm proud of you, pumpkin." The villainess illustrated this by moving a hand to a more sensitive spot, which Kim seemed to appreciate.
"If you can use your ice skates as lethal weapons, so can I. Considering how long that jump took, I knew you'd get out of the way in time."
"Yeah, well... I guess I can admit I was worried then, too. For half a split second," Shego quickly added, though in fact it had been closer to twice the time than half.
The redhead didn't press the issue. "That last kick of yours was really something. I didn't know you could do the splits at all, let alone in that outfit."
"You liked that, didja? I was worried you'd lose your concentration with my legs waving about in front of your face."
"I did like it, and it was the fact that your legs were pointing in opposite directions that nearly distracted me. I'm pretty sure you're not double-jointed or anything, but I've heard good things about bedding a contortionist..."
"They're all true," the green girl told her with a wicked smirk, then shuffled even closer to increase the amount of contact between their bodies. "I do enjoy dancing with you, Kimmie."
"Me too. Maybe we could even try the real thing sometime."
"I can picture it now," Shego moaned, her breath on Kim's lips, "The two of us cutting loose on the dancefloor of some lesbian nightclub, until we end up trying to kick each other's ass out of habit, then the police show up and arrest us both."
She kissed the smile when it arrived on the redhead's face, and didn't stop for some time.
When Shego decided she was suitably warmed up, she took her hand from between Kim's legs and grabbed the strap-on. "Want me to put this on you?"
"Yes, please and thankyou," the teenager panted. Her shirt already having been pulled off of her sometime in the past hour, she scooted out of her sweatpants in two seconds flat and watched her lover replace them with the sex toy before fiddling with the straps and buckles.
As she worked, the villainess nonchalantly asked, "So how was your day while under sway of the truth ray?"
"I sabotaged my chance to be on the cover of Spirit Squad Weekly and embarrassed myself in front of Bonnie and the rest of the team by talking about my crush on Bobby Johnson, my cuddle buddy collection, and the fact that I pick my nose when no-one's looking, and to top it all off, I nearly ruined my dad's career." The heroine took a deep breath before whining, "Sheeegooo..."
The villainess ignored the complaint, focusing on the only thing in that litany of high school and family foolishness that was important. "Who's this Bobby-dick, now?"
"He just moved from Upperton, but I might only be interested in him because he asked Bonnie out first..." Kim sighed in exasperation.
"Uh-huh. What happened to the pretty-boy?"
"Josh? I kinda lost interest in him."
"That's 'kinda' vague from someone with your altered brainwaves, Kimmie." Shego's voice sounded surprisingly concerned.
"I can't really explain it. He's just... no big, anymore."
"I'll assume that's not a pun."
"No, I've no idea what his penis is like," Kim deadpanned, making it hard for Shego to tell whether it really was a joke or just the truth. With the strap-on all strapped in, the teenager took the silicone cock in hand and wiggled it around a bit. "I like where it's positioned," she giggled, since the flatter end of the fake phallus was directly over her clit.
"By design," Shego muttered, staring at Kim's face instead of the sex toy. The urge to blurt out the question on her mind proved too strong to resist, despite the potential consequences. "Did you lose interest in Josh because of me?"
"Probably," Kim blurted back, then stared at the green girl with a hurt expression. "That's not fair..."
"Remember who you're talking to," the villainess growled. She wasn't exactly happy about it herself, but she continued regardless. "Why only probably?"
The redhead cringed even as she answered. "Because I'm not absolutely sure. I thought I might be turning into a full-time lesbian, until Bobby - if it's not just because of Bonnie - then I figured it's because of how intense things have been getting between us, lately. I've pretty much been raised to be monogomous, so... probably."
"Yeah," Shego groaned, "I've been noticing how intense things have been getting, too."
"You don't sound happy about that," Kim noticed.
"This was just supposed to be for fun, Kimmie. Even when we started fooling around, it was just..." she trailed off, then huffed. "Maybe we've been having too much fun."
"You really think that's possible?"
Shego glanced at the teenager, but apparently no pun had been intended. "First time for everything," she eventually grumbled.
"C'mere."
The villainess tried to resist the younger girl's efforts to gather her into her arms, but the combination of her lithe, naked body and the look in her eyes overpowered her. The kiss was passionate and intense, drawing her in, turning her on more than what Kim's hands had been doing beforehand. She didn't realise her princess had pulled her down on top of her until she felt the shaft of the silicone cock against her ass.
Shego's resolve wavered, then fled entirely. Despite all good sense, she wanted this.
She was wet enough, the dildo small enough, for her not to have to lubricate it first. She just straddled Kim, reached down and angled the thing so she could impale herself upon it. She wriggled a bit once it was all the way in, knowing what it would do to her lover's clit; then she slowly started rocking.
Sometimes Shego leaned forward, her hands on Kim's pert little breasts, her hair hanging all the way down to the entranced teenager's face. Others, she leaned back to the point that, from her lover's perspective, her breasts were the highest points of her body. She felt Kim's fingernails draw red lines down her stomach and across her thighs, and it made her ride the girl a little harder. The bedsprings began to make their rythmic protest, and the villainess took care not to get too rough with her gyrations in case they woke any other inhabitants of the house.
Once Kim had started moving beneath her, they both lost track of time until Shego felt her climax approaching. Leaning forward again, she grabbed Kim by her hair and stared into her eyes. The opportunity to fuck with abandon had been beautiful, but there was something to be said for being forced to restrain yourself. The redhead had to see into her eyes, see what she was feeling when she came.
From the look on her face, Kim saw just fine.
Shego collapsed, her mouth attacking the teenager's even as the dildo failed to maintain the angle it was being forced into and practically popped out of her, provoking a muffled squeal of amusement from Kim even as Shego's tongue invaded her mouth. The green girl rubbed herself against Kim's belly, and she could feel the warm wet trail the action left on her skin.
Their passion cooled, and the heroine held the face of the villainess as the kissing paused so they could look into each other once more.
"How do you feel?" Shego asked.
"I love you," Kim breathed. Her eyes widened a moment, but then, instead of a look of panic or hurt, the corner of her mouth twisted into a smile that noone had ever seen from her before.
"Oh, princess," Shego whispered, "We are so screwed. I love you too."