Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. I don't own Kim Possible. It is a production of the all mighty Disney Corporation, for whom it's actually be more expensive for them to print money. Hail Disney.
"So Kim," Bonnie started, "What are we going to do when we get to your house?" Kim looked off the road for the moment to look at the intoxicated girl. She had a hungry gleam in her eye that Kim wasn't exactly comfortable with.
"Well, I'm going to put you in bed, then take shower."
"Are yo going to join me in bed after your shower? Pretty please?" Bonnie asked cutely.
"No," Kim deadpanned.
"Why not?" Bonnie said with a pout that mad Kim reconsider ever using the maneuver again.
"Well firstly there's he fact that you're drunk Bonnie. And from what I've seen, you're an over affectionate drunk. Secondly, I have a boyfriend that I doubt would..." the speaker in the car rang, signaling that someone was calling Kim. She looked at the dashboard and grimaced. 'Crap, I forgot to tell them that I was leaving.' Kim pressed the button on the steering wheel to answer. "Hey, Ron."
"Hey Kim. Where'd you head off to?"
Kim looked over at Bonnie, who ad a mischievous grin on her face. She opened her mouth, only to have Kim's hand instantly cover it. "Sorry I forgot to tell you guys I was leaving. I had to take someone who was drunk home." Kim looked over to Bonnie and saw that the look hadn't left her face. Kim felt something wet on the palm of her hand. 'Oh my god. I can't believe Bonnie is licking my hand.' Bonnie didn't stop there. Bonnie separated Kim's hand from her mouth, only to begin kissing and licking individual fingers. Kim wanted to pull her hand away, but new if she did, she'd face more questions from Ron that she didn't want to answer.
"That's nice of you. Are you coming back to the party afterwards?"
"No-OH! Uh I think I'm just going to stay home for the rest of the night." Kim's stutter being caused by Bonnie erotically sucking on her index and middle fingers.
"Are you okay Kim?" Ron asked, oblivious to the ministrations the tanned girl was giving to his girlfriend. Bonnie began to swirl her tongue around Kim's fingers, taking particular care to when licking in between the two, her tongue intricately weaving over her hand, trying to seduce the girl n the driver's seat.
"Yeah I'm Fine! Talk to you later Ron." Kim quickly hung up the phone and then pulled her hand away from Bonnie and wiping her spit on Bonnie's skirt.. Bonnie moaned in sadness at the lost of her plaything, but knew that there was more for her. She just had to wait. Ron eyed his phone suspiciously, confused by Kim's sudden disconnection. He shrugged it off, thinking he would just ask her about it when he went over to her house in the morning.
Kim was aggravated at this point. Bonnie was taking liberties that went way too far, even if she was drunk. Fortunately, she was pulling up to her house. The driveway was empty. 'Thank god Mom did what I asked her to do. I wouldn't want them to have to deal with what's going to happen here for the next few days.' Kim looked over to Bonnie and said, "Up and atem, Drunky."
Bonnie shakily opened the door and tried to get out. Only her legs gave out on her as she tried to walk. Bonnie tried to crawl on her hands and knees to the door. Kim was tempted to let her do it, but her good nature won out in the end and she picked Bonnie off the ground, holding her bridal style. Bonnie's hand's instantly went around her neck. 'Just like I planned.' Bonnie thought smugly.
Kim opened the door and walked inside. She carried Bonnie up the stairs to her room and then to her bed. Kim tried to set her on the bed, but she refused to untangle her arms. "Bonnie, let go." Bonnie did not let go. Instead, she pulled Kim's head down towards her. Kim, taken by surprise, allowed her head to go to where the brunette was pulling her. Right to her mouth.
Kim was frozen by the fact that for the first time ever, she was kissing a girl. 'Am I kissing a girl right now? This is weird. Not unpleasant but definitely weird. I can't believe this is happening.'
On the other hand, Bonnie was in her version of heaven. Taking Kim's lack of response to her kiss as acceptance, she quickly tried to add her tongue. To her delight, Kim's mouth relented to her tongue without an fuss. Bonnie's tongue started to explore Kim's mouth, finally tasting the girl she had wanted for so long. 'I didn't think it was possible, but her mouth feels better than I even imagined.' Bonnie began to notice Kim's tongue responding to hers as she moaned. 'Oh god yes!'
Kim's head was still in free fall over her first kiss with a girl. When Bonnie added her tongue to the kiss, instincts took over to respond to her mouths invader. 'Oh my god. God damn Bonnie can kiss. Maybe Ron could take lessons...RON!' Kim harshly pulled away from Bonnie. Bonnie whimpered at the loss of Kim's lips. Kim quickly gathered some pajamas, tucked Bonnie, through all her attempts to pull Kim back into another kiss, and went to the bathroom. Bonnie thought about getting out of bed and following Kim to the shower, but then another plan came to mind. 'But first...' she thought as her hand moved to take off her skirt.
Kim set down her pajamas and looked into the mirror. She turned the water on cold and splashed it on her face. Without wiping the water off her face, Kim looked at herself again. 'Okay Kim, you can handle this. You did not just get by the fact that you were making out with Bonnie. Bonnie's just a really good kisser because she's been with s man guys. All I have to do is get through the night and she'll come out of this weird, drunk lesbian thing.' With that though Kim went to the shower and turned on the water. She adjusted the temperature to the point that it was just under scalding, got undressed, and then climbed in. As the hot water hit her, she began to think about the da Bonnie had told the coach that she couldn't be on the team this year.
"What do you man you can't be on the squad this year!?" the coach said, horrified that she could be losing a crucial part of her cheer leading force. Kim had seen Bonnie go into their coaches office, not dressed for practice. Kim had expected that Bonnie was once again trying to get the coach hold captain tryouts so that Bonnie could attempt to be captain. Kim had decided to eavesdrop and couldn't have been ore shocked at what she was hearing if she tried. 'Bonnie leaving the squad. No way.'
"I mean what I said. I'm not going to be able to do it this year."
"But Bonnie, this is your senior year. You could get all types of scholarships if you were to compete."
"I already received a scholarship from Go University cheer squad last year. I called them and they were okay that I decided to take a year off sheer leading. Their only stipulation was that I be able to pass a routine they made when I arrive on campus."
The coach paused for a second. "Is this your relationship with Kim?" the coach asked quietly. Kim cold help but to hear those words and think about them. 'Could I be the reason that Bonnie is giving up something she's great at. I mean, I don't like her but could I have pushed her that far? Is it my fault that she's leaving?' Fortunately, her questions were answered quickly.
"This has nothing to do with Possible," Bonnie snarled at the coach.
The coach didn't want to offer it, but this was her last resort. Though she was sure it would work. "Bonnie I'll tell you what. You stay on the squad and I'll make you cheer captain."
The room was quiet for a moment, Kim sure Bonnie was taking pleasure in her strategy to get control over the team to work. She could not have been more wrong. "I can't believe that you would offer to do something like that," Bonnie said. Her voice surprised Kim because even though she was listening on the other side of the door, she could hear the malice in Bonnie's voice. "I'm disgusted that you even suggest that, Kim won that spot fair and square and you would take it from he just so you could have another trophy. Now I'm going to pretend I I didn't hear you offer that and you will accept the fact that I'm leaving the cheer squad." Kim attempted to make a quick getaway.
Bonnie moved to leave the office, her former coach stunned at the word she had heard from the Rockwaller's voice. As she left, she could see a girl trying to slip away. Bonnie followed the girl, to see it was the captain herself who had heard the conversation. She walked over to Kim. "So, how much did you hear?"
Kim didn't bother lying. "Pretty much the whole thing."
"Oh." Bonnie paused. "Listen Kim, don't take what the coach said personally. She just didn't want to..." Bonnie stopped mid sentence because Tara had shown up. Kim could feel the room tense when the two saw each other. It confused her because she had thought if anyone there was anyone in the world that you couldn't have a tense moment with, it was Tara.
"Hey, Tara," Bonnie said quietly.
Tara didn't respond. Instead she walked over to Bonnie and smelled. Apparently, she didn't like what she smell because she pointedly got up, turned her had away, and walked past the teal eyed teen, the ice coming off her evident to both of the other girls. Kim looked over to Bonnie and saw something she didn't think she would ever see. A tear in the eyes of rival. "Hey Bonnie, are you..."
"No, Kim! I'm not alright! Just leave me alone!" Bonnie ran out of the locker room, presumptively to her car.
Kim just stood there in shock. Deciding she needed to know what was going on, she sought out Tara. Only to find the girl in one of the stalls, crying her eyes out on the floor. Kim puled the girl up and into her arms, and held her. Tara continued to ball her eyes out for a few minutes, the intensity of her ears slowly ebbing. Kim gently pushed Tara away until the only contact between the two was Kim's hands on Tara's shoulders. "Tara, what's going on between you and Bonnie? Why'd she quit the team?"
Tara sniffled and blubbered out, "I-I'm s-sorry Kim. I can't t-tell you that. It's n-not my place to."
""Can you at least tell me why you gave Bonnie the cold shoulder?"
This set Tara off again and she would have collapsed back onto the floor if Kim hadn't have caught her. She slowly lowered them to the ground, Tara head buried in Kim's arm. "It's because I have to do it!' Tara wailed. "I have to it or she'll never learn. I hate that I have to ignore her; to hurt her, but it's the only way I can save her Kim."
Kim began to stroke the weeping girls hair. "Shhhh, it's okay. It'll be okay Tara. It'll be okay."Kim continued to comfort Tara. Eventually, the rest of the girl entered the locker room to see what was holding up their leader. When they saw the two girls, a few of Tara's closer friend went to comfort her. The rest of the girls decided that today would be a good day to do some individual drills.
Kim grimaced at the memory, finally understanding what the blonde had been talking about. Apparently she had decided that tough love was the only to kick Bonnie out of her alcohol problem. Unfortunately, the method had been a double edged sword.
Once upon a time, Kim had wondered what it would have been like to be captain of the squad without Bonnie's presence. Well, now she knew the answer. The team worked smoothly. there were few argument and in all the team became a tighter knit group, but at the same time they lost something. they lost their edge. When they went to perform, everything was just as clean and crisply executed as before, yet something was missing. The fire that made them take it to the next passion that just added something to their routines through choreography. The things they were ding, just felt bland and the judges at competitions took notice. they began the cheer season ranked the number one squad in America, but as the season went on, their ranking slowly plummeted. Around mid season, many of the girls had gone to Bonnie, begging her to come back. She refused constantly. Sadly, the team that seemed destined to win Nationals, lost in the regional round and all the girls were devastated. On the way back to Middleton, the bus ride was silent. They all wished that they didn't know what was missing, wished that they could do some sou searching in order to do something better next year, but they all knew what was missing from this years squad, Kim especially: they were missing Bonnie.
Kim sighed as she turned off the water from her shower. She quickly dried herself and put on her regular pajamas. She gathered the rest of her clothes and put them down the laundry chute and headed into he room to find it empty. "Bonnie?" Kim said in the empty room. Kim inched int the room, looking for clues as to where the tanned girl had gone. Suddenly, Kim noticed and article of clothing on the floor that wasn't there before. bent down and picked it up. 'This looks like the skirt Bonnie was wearing.' That was when Bonnie decided to make her move.
Bonnie came from behind Kim and tackled her to the ground. Kim tried to get up but found her arms pinned at her elbows. She had no leverage to get the girl off her. Kim wondered what the tan teen's plan was when she felt it. Bonnie thrust her hips against Kim's ass. Just one thrust was all it took for Bonnie o become addicted to the feeling. "I'm sorry Kim," Bonnie whispered into her ear before she found herself sucking on the lobe. Then Bonnie began to slowly hump Kim's ass. Kim couldn't believe it was happening. 'I can't believe Bonnie is doing this.' Bonnie continued thrusting her hips slowly increasing the rhythm. Her lips moved slowly down Kim's face down to her neck. She kissed and sucked on the delicate flesh of her partner. 'Kim just feels and tastes so good.' "Uhnn!" Bonnie moaned after a particularly forceful thrust of her hips. The noise however, woke Kim from her frozen state.
Kim began attempt to break free from Bonnie's hold, shifting from side to side and up and down like a bull. Yet with Bonnie's firm grip and Kim's inability to get any leverage from her position, Kim's effort were moot. In fact, the motions made by Kim only increased the pleasures hat Bonnie was experiencing, especially when Kim hips went up as Bonnie humped downwards. With all the increased motion from he partner, Bonnie's moans increased. "Uhn, Uhn, Uhn! Oh god, Kim, I'm so sorry. I just van't help myself!" Bonnie cried as the force and frequency of her thrusts grew greater. "uhn, uhn, Oh god Kimmie, I'm cumming!" Bonnie nearly yelled. Bonnie bit down and sucked on Kim's neck as the pressure in her center grew to a point that she didn't know was possible. Bonnie ground her hips into Kim one last time and she exploded. Bonnie constantly ground against Kim as to ride out her orgasm, her fluids soaking through her already drenched panties and now into Kim's pajama pants. Kim froze, not knowing how to react tat a girl was in the midst of orgasm while on top of her. Finally spent, Bonnie blacked out on top of her, her last thoughts being, 'I could die right now and have no regrets, because heaven, hell, or purgatory, that will have been the pinnacle of my life.'
Kim turned over, the limp feeling of Bonnie's body on top her signaling that the girl had passed out. Kim looked at the face of her sexual assailant and briefly pondered just taking her to her car and dropping off the girl on her front step. Kim sighed, knowing that she didn't have the heart to do that sort of thing, and silently wished she had a more vengeful heart. So, Kim picked Bonnie up and took her back to her bed. Kim was annoyed that she found a spot in her bed, obviously a result of Bonnie 'taking care' of herself before Kim had entered the room. Kim tucked her in once again and then felt the moisture on her behind. Kim quickly grabbed some replacement pajama bottoms, this tie settling on wearing boi shorts. She headed to the bathroom and took off her pajama pants a breeze from the grate making her feel the moisture in he panties as well. Dear Jesus, how on Earth did Bonnie manage to soak through three different pieces of clothing.' Kim felt herself and was surprised that the backs of her underwear were completely dry. Only the front of her panties were wet. 'If only the front of them are wet, that means tat this is all...' Not wanting to finish that thought, Kim quickly put on the shorts, grabbed a blanket, and, deciding it was he safer sleeping spot, went to go pass out on the couch, her dreams of the night bothering her as she slept.
A/N: Okay guys, things will probably cool down for a little bit as more story comes into play. I really ask for you guys to review, because I this is the first time I'm writing a femslash and Kind f want to know if it's good or if an entire section of the country want me to die in a fire, LOL.