"You know what?" Kim whispered as she rubbed up against Shego, "Give me half an hour and I think I can go again."
"What's gotten into you lately?" Shego asked. Kim had dragged her straight into bed with barely a word, not that she'd minded.
"You mean besides you and Buttaroo?" Kim responded with a giggle.
"Butta... you named your buttplug after a stuffed toy? Should I bring some sort of furry outfit next time?"
"Like a bikini?"
Oh thank god, Shego thought. "Never mind." There are some levels of depravity even I wouldn't expose her to. "Answer the question."
"I've just been in a good mood lately."
"Because of momma Possible?"
"And a few little things since."
"Like what?" the green girl asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Liiike, I noticed you didn't light up even once during the fight, even when you had my wrist in your grip."
"Meh, I guess I was in too good a mood at the time."
"You did seem surprisingly proud that Drakken skipped the whole countdown thing. It was kinda cute."
Shego wasn't sure how to respond to that, so she tried to ignore it. "Yeah... either his brain is on some kind of upswing, or he's putting in some actual effort before my contract expires. I think he's afraid I'll jump ship or something."
"Would you?"
"Nah. But I might slip the idea to him during negotiations. It'd bug the hell outta him to lose me to Dementor."
Kim pondered a question for a moment before choosing to ask about it. "Would it be pushing the conditions of our truce to ask how you got away?"
"Yes, it would." Shego told her, and chuckled at the half-huff, half-sigh her response elicited from the heroine; then chose to answer her question anyway. "A coupla minitiarized rebreathers and a hovercar Drakken modified into a submarine."
"Oh. Okay. It was just bugging me..."
"I'm onto you, you frisky little slut," Shego declared, pressing a fingertip to the teenager's nose. "I'll bet you pretended you were pissed because we escaped. It bugs you because when Drakken gets captured, I can spend the whole night with you before I go bust him out."
"I admit nothing," the redhead muttered, pouting since Shego was spot-on.
"Just don't blame me for you failing to do your job properly. Or for your hormones going into overdrive."
"Perhaps if you took me away for that weekend you promised, we'd find out just how many times I could go in a night," Kim pointed out. "Preferably somewhere we don't have to worry about making any noise?"
"Oh, I have a specific place in mind," the green girl assured her, "But don't you have exams coming? I vaguely recall some important ones before the summer break..."
"No big. I'm revising. I always do well in exams, you know."
"Hmph. Maybe I should visit little miss perfect every damn night, get you good and distracted, and ruin your grade point average."
Kim gave a mock gasp of horror and declared, "You villain!" before glomping her. They rolled back and forth across the bed as they struggled for dominance, nearly falling off more than once. The teenager only acquiesced when Shego managed to start biting her neck; Kim grew still whenever she did that, the reaction typically a mix of letting her lover continue, and not wanting to risk a bite hard enough to leave a mark in the morning.
The villainess moved lower and lower until she was nipping at the shallow curve of Kim's breast. The teenager loved it when she sucked the entire mound into her mouth, which is why she usually teased the girl by focusing on the nipple until she could no longer resist the urge to give her what she wanted.
"I'm going to be so sore..." Kim breathed contentedly.
"Sore enough to wear a bra tomorrow?" Shego asked between licks.
"I don't really like wearing them. Not like I have to, is it. I'll just use some electrical tape."
Refusing to indulge Kim's self-pity, Shego asked instead, "Where'd you get that idea?"
"Some movie. I always take a roll on missions, anyway. You'd be surprised how often it comes in handy."
"Hmm... that's only visually sexy. Noone wants to suck a body part and taste glue."
"Oh, I dunno. Having your tongue stuck there doesn't sound bad to me."
"Heh. It'd be a hell of a thing to have to go to the hospital for."
"Oh god, don't remind me of that..."
"Of what?" Shego asked with an evil grin. Kim, her hands clapped firmly over her mouth, shook her head. "Now now, pumpkin; out of the two of us, who can borrow a truth ray gun?"
The teenager grimaced, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Middle school... Walter Nelson... first kiss..." Kim's face screwed up at this point, "...Locked braces."
Shego watched with an amused expression as Kim waited for the inevitable needling... and surprised her by responding with, "You seem to have gotten over it."
Relief and gratitude coloured Kim's expression before she admitted, "You're actually the first person I've kissed like that since then."
"Can't say I'm surprised," the green girl told her with more than a little pomp, "I'm a hell of a kisser."
Kim put an end to Shego's attitude by pulling her back down and kissing her. When Shego was allowed up for air, she had to admit, "You've come a long way yourself."
"Hell of a teacher," the redhead mumbled before repeating the act.
Shego cut the ensuing makeout short before they got too carried away and she forgot what she was going to ask. "What are you doing for summer vacation?"
"An actual vacation. Hopefully. I think Sydney is the current fave destination among the fam."
"Hm. What about before Sydney, after exams?"
"There's the prom..."
"Ugh, and the head cheerleader has to make an appearance, I suppose."
"Well yeah," Kim affirmed the obvious, "But I'm also on the planning committee."
Shego was not impressed. "You're probably in charge of the planning committee."
"No, I learned my lesson after chairing the Mad Dog ball last year. I missed the ball entirely, ended up dancing with Rufus on Ellis Island. I try not to take on too much at once anymore... of my own volition, anyway."
"Whatever. How much time between exams and the prom?"
"About a month."
Shego raised an eyebrow. "And you can't spend one weekend away?"
"I suppose I could... but I don't see how I could get away with it. I'd need an excuse, and you know how I feel about lying, especially to my parents."
"Your mother knows about us. Ask her for help. Or," the villainess grinned lasciviously at this point, "She could come too. Call it a mother-daughter thing."
With a sigh and a smile, Kim specified, "A mother-daughter bonding thing?"
"Hm, a sticky mother-daughter thing..."
"Shego..."
"What? If you two scissor and then stay put until the juices dry, there might be a kind of bonding."
"You were the one who brought up glue issues, earlier."
"Not the same thing and you know it."
"Perv," the redhead accused before pulling Shego into another kiss.
The green girl resisted. "Would it hurt to ask her?"
Kim gave it a moment of serious thought, and figured, "Probably not. I doubt she'd want to come, but she might help..."
"Ask," Shego told her, before taking control of the impending kiss.
Their passion soared again this time, and they struggled against each other to maximize the amount of physical contact between them...
"Ahem."
Both girls looked to the stairs, and Shego hungrily growled, "This just got a hundred times hotter."
Ann was standing there, wearing a robe, and not quite looking in the direction of Kim's bed despite the fact that the duvet still covered them... mostly. "I believe I was the topic of conversation?"
Kim was still simply staring, so it was Shego who asked, "And just how long were you listening?" Her thigh being firmly pressed between the younger redhead's legs, she felt the sudden blossom of heat and moisture once the question was asked. It was enough to turn her attention back to the teenager and wonder if she got off on the prospect of being caught in the act.
"Since the noise you two were making died down," Ann answered her laconically.
Shego shifted her thigh slightly as she patted the edge of the bed. "Have a seat."
Ann took a moment to accept the invitation, deciding she could always leave again if the girls got too... active. She suspected Shego was still doing something to Kim, even though it wasn't immediately obvious; that, or Kim was getting terribly flustered by her mother's presence, which she had to admit might be the case. "You had something to ask me?" she asked her daughter, the act of crossing her legs exposing a knee.
Kim nodded, then squirmed as her lover went back to nibbling her neck. "Shego wants to whisk me away for a weekend, after the exams."
"Where to?"
"Paradise," the green girl took the trouble to respond, "Geographically, for a change. A cabin by a beach with noone around for miles."
"That sounds nice," Ann admitted.
"You could come too," Kim offered, then hurredly added, "You wouldn't have to do anything-"
"Though it'd be more fun if you did," Shego interjected, and had her head pulled back down to the the crook of Kim's neck for the interruption. She took her 'punishment' without complaint and went back to nibbling.
"It'd be easier to explain if you came with," Kim continued, "But it would be nice to have you there."
"Doesn't Ron usually accompany you on missions?"
Shego was compelled to voice her opinion again. "Yeah, having the doofus along would definitely kill the mood."
"He doesn't know," Kim mumbled.
Ann was honestly surprised. "I assumed... I thought you two told each other everything."
"Not this. It's too... I mean, at first, I never thought things would turn out like this," the teenager hugged Shego tight, which earned her a surprisingly chaste kiss considering the source. "Can you imagine how badly he'd freak if I told him I liked girls, was having sex with girls..."
"Was having sex with me," Shego clarified.
"Yeah. And if he's crushing on me, it would be even worse. I don't want to break his heart... but even if I don't, his first reaction would still probably involve running to Global Justice with claims of mind control."
"Global Justice doesn't worry me," the villainess snorted, then grew serious. "Kimmie... maybe you should tell him. Best friend, and all."
"You really think so?" Kim obviously never expected such a statement to pass Shego's lips.
Ann was just as surprised, but she believed it was the right thing to do. "You told me you still find boys attractive," she added. "Telling him you're bisexual would be easier on him than just 'liking girls.'"
"Just don't tell him you're hot for mom," Shego sniggered.
"Shego!" both redheads admonished, though Ann's voice was more sedate.
Shego was inordinately amused by hearing her name in stereo. "Mmm, do it again, but this time make it a moan." She wiggled her hips, which had an effect on Kim as well as herself.
"Incorrigible," Ann declared softly as she rose to her feet.
"Aw, not staying for round two?"
"There's going to be a round two?"
"Ask your little girl, she's the slumph!" Shego was interrupted by Kim's hand over her mouth.
"Not with my mom in the room!"
Ann watched as a muted struggle ensued, Kim trying to keep Shego quiet, interrupting each word the green girl attempted to voice. It wasn't something anyone would immediately call romantic, but between two such physical girls and their frequently combative relationship, Ann considered it so. "That's so cute," she murmured.
The quiet observation brought the altercation to an end as both girls looked at her. That certain smile Kim had for her mother made her smile back as it always did, and Shego... Shego's expression was surprisingly similiar, with some surprise mixed in.
The surprise wasn't caused by what Ann had said, specifically, but by how good it felt to hear it. Ignoring her and Kimmie's nudity, Shego struggled up to her knees and pulled Ann into a hug. "If I ever wanted a back-up mother," she whispered, "I'd want it to be you."
"Are you asking for my daughter's hand in marriage?" Ann quipped, seemingly unphased by being caught in the embrace of a naked woman.
"Uh, n-no," the green girl stammered, wondering why the idea didn't feel as bad as she would have expected.
"Will you stop fantasizing about threesomes, at least?"
"Hell no." Shego was grateful to be brought back on track from such wayward thoughts, and quickly kissed Ann to prove her point, albeit without tongue. "You wearing anything under that robe?" she asked afterwards with a cheeky grin.
Ann stepped back out of Shego's reach, untied and opened her robe, striking a pose that accentuated most of her curves, smirking all the while.
"Wow," Shego breathed in honest appreciation, "Kimmie obviously got your legs." Her gaze rose to the purple babydoll. "And I appreciate your choice in sleepwear. Kimmie, you gotta start wearing stuff like that."
"Maybe I'll just borrow mom's," the teen hero teased.
"I wouldn't complain, but then you two wouldn't be able to wear anything that matches."
"Wishful thinking, Shego," Ann told her as she retied her robe. "I think I'll get back to bed before the commencement of round two."
"Will you think about it?" Kim asked as her mother headed back to the stairs.
"I'll discuss it with your father."
"Uh... how much will you tell him?"
"We'll see..."
Shego watched Ann until she was out of sight, then turned to Kim's pensive face. "I love your mother more and more," she chuckled, "Between the two of us, we could tease you into a full body blush."
"Shego... I'm actually worried about how dad would react to all this. Out of the whole family, he's the most likely to-"
"Oh please," Shego tried to make light of Kim's concern, "Your family? It'll be fine, no matter what." That seemed to mollify her, so the villainess quickly followed up by resuming her previous position and showering kisses on the redhead's lips and neck.
"Again?" she eventually paused long enough to ask.
"Again."