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Chapter 4: The Deal
Eyes opened up in shock and glanced around, franticly searching for anything that seemed unnatural or wrong. The only conclusion Ron could infer from his observations was that the room he was in was obviously his own. The mess all around, different clothes scattered about, comics and discarded snack wrappers everywhere.
Ron took solace in the fact that he was currently laying in his own bed, having just woken up from what had to be the most intense wet dream of his life. He glanced at his old alarm clock, discovering that it was a bit earlier than what he was used to… The blonde sidekick prided himself as someone who took only a few minutes to get ready, rushing off to school or for missions. He didn't need a bunch of fancy stuff to get ready… he liked to think of himself as efficient, when it really counted.
But even though it was early, there was no way he could fall asleep again- not after having a crazy wet dream like that! What the hell had he eaten that could have caused him to dream of… that, of all things?!
'I can't eat any more…' the words echoed in his head, the unforgettable scene firmly burned into his mind. Ron would probably take a LONG time to forget, like a nightmare that he desperately wished he could un-see… even when a part of him desperately wanted to remember it forever…
"What the hell is wrong with me?" Ron muttered to himself. How could he have a dream like that about his friend, Kim, of all people?!
He had to get a girlfriend- and fast! Or, at the very least, start dating… Anything to divert his focus towards someone else other than his best friend! But still… what had inspired that crazy dream in the first place? His hormones? Something he ate? Staring at Shego clad in her infamous, skintight jumpsuit? Bonnie's abuse?! He didn't know… what Ron did know was that he needed to take care of this problem… now!
Suddenly, the blonde teen felt something brush against his lap. The sensation was quickly followed by a loud slurping sound, Ron's body tensed uncontrollably. He looked down to his blanket, the fabric having shifted just a bit. His hand reached out and grabbed the cover, pulling it away slowly.
'Rufus needs to stop eating in bed…' The last time his little friend had indulged was really messy, it'd taken Ron a ton of time to clean up. That didn't even include his mother eyeing him oddly when he'd told her about the mess in his bed!
Ron's eyes widened upon realizing that it wasn't RUFUS currently under the blanket, the hairless rodent was nowhere in sight. Messy red hair was draped over his lap, he froze in horror.
Ron's jaw dropped, he was about to say something when he heard that same loud slurping noise again. His hips buckled and shook, a wave of pleasure washing over him.
"Ahhh… mmm…" Kim lifted her head up, her lips clearing Ron's dick with a loud pop. She stared at her partner's face, her hand still clutching his manhood. The blonde's cock was looking slick and juicy, her saliva liberally coating both it and her hand. "M-morning Ron…" she greeted, with half-lidded eyes.
"Ah… mo-morning? W-what are you d-doing?" he forced out, despite how distracting Kim's hand was. Even now it was pumping up and down slowly, rhythmically.
"Can't you see?" she teased with a smirk. "Do you mind if I practice on you for a bit?" the redheaded teen cooed, her hand speeding up.
"W-What do you mea- oh… s-shit…" Ron groaned, Kim's hand-job cutting his answer short.
"Yeah… you don't mind, right Ron?" she purred, swallowing him whole once more.
The boy was left to stare at his best friend, who was now sucking him off with even more enthusiasm than before. Her hand drifted down to cup his family jewels, massaging them gently.
Ron was having a devil of a time keeping his eyes trained on Kim's bobbing head. His instincts were screaming at him to simply lay back, close his eyes, and lose himself in the absolutely amazing sensations emanating from his crotch.
Why was this happening?!
Why couldn't he stop her?!
Why didn't he want to?!
What was even going on?!
The only thing his weak will wanted to do was to relax and bask in the moment. This was something he'd never even believed possible, nor had he ever imagined it happening. His hand rose to his forehead to steady himself, despite the fact he was laying down.
Kim was busily sucking on his rod, her right hand still cupping his balls while her left was between her own legs doing something he couldn't really make out. Kim's sweet humming was driving him insane, the way it was making her mouth vibrate was incredible!
After a few minutes of Kim's intense blowjob, Ron felt his mental fortitude starting to crack. He was nearing his end, a familiar feeling indicating that he was very close indeed.
His redheaded attacker must have noticed it too, Kim suddenly moving much faster than before. Her head pistoned up and down, her suction becoming even more intense.
"K-KP, wait, I-I can't-" His protests falling on deaf ears, he tried to grab her shoulders and stop her before it was too late. This proved to be quite difficult, her grip and strength too fierce for him to budge in the state he was currently in.
Ron was seconds away from his end as his eyes opened up in horror, he grabbed his best friend's head with both hands and pulled her off.
His member slid free with a loud pop, Kim's lips brushing against his head ultimately the final straw that pushed Ron over the edge. His hips buckled once more, he shot his morning load all over the redhead's face.
He finally settled down after almost a minute, panting and staring at the mess he'd made- and, more worrying, Kim's annoyed face.
"Ron…" the redheaded teen growled.
"K-KP… I'm sorry, I-" he began, ready to grovel at her feet- or, at the very least, apologize- when she cut him off.
"Why did you stop me?! I was getting into the pace and everything…"
"No, I'm really sorry- wait… pace? What are you talking about?!" Ron yelped, his volume rising as soon as understood what she'd said.
"Um… I TOLD you I wanted to practice. Instead of letting me finish, you stopped me right at the end." Kim's face was the epitome of a pout, she looked seriously tweaked about him 'interrupting' her. "Seriously not cool, Ron…"
…
"WHAT?! What the hell are you talking about?!" the blonde teen asked again. Ron glanced at his exposed member, feeling the urge to cover up (despite what had already happened). "Do you mind letting me get changed?"
Kim scoffed for a few seconds before getting up. "Like it's anything I haven't seen before…" she grumbled, heading for the door. "Fine, I need to clean up anyways… because SOMEONE had to stop me. Don't think you're off the hook, either!" the cheerleader groused, exiting the room.
Ron was left dumbfounded, staring at the door, his eyes widened. 'What the hell just happened?' he marveled.
…
Almost half an hour later Ron was dressed, sitting on his bed, waiting for his childhood friend to return from cleaning up. It had taken Kim a bit of time, but she finally reentered the room looking fresh, she'd clearly enjoyed a hot shower.
Kim walked over to stand right in front of Ron, looking down at him. It was very reminiscent of a parent staring down at their child, waiting for an explanation for something they'd done.
"Well… got anything to say?" she asked, her tone conveying not necessarily anger but at least annoyance.
Ron (to his great surprise) actually did have something to say. Hell… it had been all he could think about, while he was waiting for her to come back. "Yes, I do…" he began calmly, ready to ask her-
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" Ron yelled in barely contained fury, staring up at his best friend. He'd expected Kim to looked shocked, amazed, or- at the bare minimum- surprised.
What he perceived instead was said redheaded teen simply continuing to stare at him, one eyebrow raised. She didn't look any different, except for the way her eyes rolled.
"Please… I don't understand why you're freaking out… We did talk about this earlier… I even asked you before I started…" Kim simply stated, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
Ron shot up from his bed, his eyes frantic. "Why I'M freaking out?! Why do you think I am?! How are you NOT?! I mean… you just… we just… I- we can't-" Ron babbled, ready to dive into the rant he'd prepared while waiting for her.
"Ron… again, we talked about this yesterday night. You know, when you started to 'feed' me…" Kim chided, her blonde partner growing pale upon recalling that particular part of his "dream". "Yeah… I figured you'd remember that… Anyway, we talked about it after-"
"W-We did?" Ron stammered, clearly surprised. He couldn't, for the life of him, recall ever having THIS kind of conversation with Kim- or anyone else, for that matter.
Kim gently pushed Ron to sit back down on his bed, she dropped down next to him. "Yeah… we did…" She glanced to his ceiling, before she started to explain. "You remember that I'm not the best when it comes to talking with boys… right?"
"Y-Yeah? But, what does that got to do with this? Or, anything?!" Ron challenged, still struggling to remember what they'd talked about yesterday.
"If you'd let me finish… We realized that we can both help each other, and get some practice in, for when we get a partner…" the redheaded heroine declared, a smile on her face.
…
"Um… Kim, I'm not sure I follow you…" Was Ron being thickheaded again, or did that not make any sense?
The young Possible simply sighed as she stared at him. "Ron, can you please pay attention here? I'm not one of our teachers, and it's not that complicated… All it means is that we can practice on each other and get better, for when we get a partner…" Kim reiterated.
Ron could feel the blood drain from his face. "P-practice?" he parroted, his voice shaky and weak.
"Yeah… like I was earlier?" Kim answered confidently.
Ron could only glance to the side, already uncomfortable with where this conversation was heading. "Don't you think that's… weird? I mean… I don't even know what to say…" the blonde moaned, cupping his face in his hands.
"I don't get what's so hard to understand…"
"How about the fact that you're my best friend? …and we're NOT supposed to do… T-THIS!" he yelped, looking away from her.
"I-It's BECAUSE we're best friends that I'm suggesting this…" Kim replied, looking his way even while he refused to meet her eyes. "I couldn't really ask this of anyone else…"
Ron simply listened to his best friend, trying to wrap his head around this.
"You know what everyone says about me… The girl who can do anything… perfect in every way, except when it comes to being honest…" the redheaded teen scoffed with a small smile.
"Is this about Bonnie and Josh?" Ron was quick to question. "If it is, I'll head right over to Monkey's house and straighten him out!" the blonde swore, raw anger in his tone.
"No… it's… not him…" Kim insisted with a sigh. "I'm just feeling like I'm not good enough… for anyone- and before you say anything, think about all of my so-called relationships…"
"W-Well… that's still not a good enough reason to-" the young Stoppable stuttered slightly. They both knew that guys- honestly, most people steered clear of Kim simply because of her achievements. As silly as that seemed to Ron…
"Plus, what about you?" the redheaded challenged. "You can't tell me that you and Zita hit it off, during your so-called 'date'…"
Ron REALLY wanted to protest to her argument, however he couldn't really find the right words at the moment. His date with Zita had gone well- at least, as far as Ron was concerned. Although they'd had fun, afterwards the blonde had struggled taking the next step.
Was he supposed to be the one to call first?
Just talk to her casually?
Ask about a second date?
Make things official, ask if they were dating?
Kim scoffed once more, rolling her eyes at him. "See? This is what I meant, we need this…" She glanced away for a second. "I-I need this… I-I need you-your help Ron, just as much as you need mine…"
Ron was still having a hard time accepting that, was this really the BEST way to deal with their issues? Wasn't it a bit… extreme?
"Well, you say that you need… my help… But, what do I need to… do? You know, if I agree to… this?" he asked, regretting the words as soon as they'd left his lips.
"That the best part!" Kim enthused, her pensive expression suddenly morphing into a relieved smile. "You don't need to DO anything! I can handle it all, so you can just sit back and relax!"
Ron stared down at his feet, was he REALLY about to agree to do these sorts of things with Kim… his best friend?
"You know I can't really ask this of anyone else, you're the only one I trust…" she added for good measure.
'I'm a guy, you can't trust ME with something like this EITHER!' he wanted to shriek. The blonde teen suddenly felt her hand on his thigh.
"Please Ron… it's only until either one of us finds someone…" she cajoled, her voice pleading. Kim was REALLY trying to sell him on this!
"I-I…" Ron tried not to look at her, failed miserably. He stared into her shining green eyes, his fate sealed. "It's only until one of us finds someone, right?" he confirmed.
The young Possible smiled broadly. "So… you'll do it?! You'll help me?!"
He nodded once for confirmation. "Fine, I will- but, only until then!" With any luck, he'd be able to corner Josh and strongly 'suggest' that he ask Kim out.
Ron's field of view was suddenly engulfed in crimson, the redhead's weight pinning him down upon his bed as she hugged him tightly. "Thank you, Ron! You won't regret this, I promise!" she shouted, kissing him on the cheek.
'I already am…' he mused, feeling her soft body press firmly against his own. Maybe he should just call Josh, talk to him, it could help put an end to this madness more quickly!
Kim let go of Ron after a few seconds and stood up. "Now- since you agreed- I think we should set up some rules!" she declared happily.
Was it too soon to go back on his word?
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A short time later the members of Team Possible were at school, facing their lockers, just like every other school day. The only noticeable difference was Ron's new demeanor, he seemed to be a bit on the jumpy side. As if he was going to be attacked, just as soon as he let his guard down.
"Morning Kim! Ron- wha… you okay over there?" Monique asked, greeting her two besties before commenting on the sudden startle the blonde teen had reacted with.
"Hey Mon, just ignore him… we watched a movie yesterday and someone got a little TOO scared" Kim fibbed. The redhead shot Ron a smirk, taking the opportunity to tease her friend a bit.
'Ah, right…' Ron realized, recalling the first rule they'd agreed on. 'We can't tell anyone about us…' Kim had insisted, a very simple and self-explanatory condition.
"Y-Yeah, it was… I mean, that movie was CRAZY…" Ron's voice sounded off, even to him, but it seemed to be enough to convince Monique that the redhead had been telling the truth.
"Sounds like it… Anyways, I need to talk to you Kim…" the fashionista explained, glancing behind herself.
"Okay…?" the teen heroine replied, raising an eyebrow. She glanced at Ron, "…see you in class?"
"Oh! Um… sure?" the blonde teen shot back. The two girls walked away, chatting about something he didn't catch. The young Stoppable released a breath he wasn't even aware he'd been holding, just being NEAR Kim was making him all kinds of nervous.
It was something that he never thought would ever happen. HIM? Getting nervous around KIM? What a joke… But, that was before last night… and this morning.
The blonde teen snapped out of his thoughts, placing his bag on the floor in front of his locker and searching for what he required for his upcoming class. Ron really needed to snap out of this new funk of his, unless he wanted someone to notice the recent change.
"Well, well, well, look who's standing here ALL ALONE…" rang a familiar, mocking voice next to the blonde teen.
He instantly jumped and glanced to the side, had Ron done anything to tip someone off about what he'd done? Was he about to face some repercussions? Wow… his nerves were wound so tightly, the blonde boy was like a spring ready to pop.
Ron looked to the side to see a very familiar brunette girl, one who never passed up an opportunity to goad or mock him. The sidekick's hand shot to his chest, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh man… it's just you, Bonnie…"
The brunette cheerleader's face soured as soon as she heard him speak. It was certainly no secret to anyone what she thought about Ron, or Kim. "Excuse me?" she demanded, her arms crossed. Behind her stood two of her close friends and fellow cheerleaders.
"Oh, sorry… morning girls. You just surprised me, that's all…" the blonde sidekick greeted, aiming a tiny smile at the three women.
The girls of the cheer squad glanced at one another in confusion, had he just told them good morning? Why wasn't Ron running away, or cowering in fear?
"You didn't notice us? Why, are you worried about something?" Bonnie (ever the fearless leader of the elites) moved closer, posture hostile, expecting Ron to back away from her (as he usually did).
"No, not really…" the blonde boy replied, glancing at his locker before pulling out a book. "Say, Bonnie, do you know if we have practice today?" he suddenly asked, not at all bothered by her close proximity to him.
"W-what?" the girl stammered, clearly thrown off by how calm Ron was. "If we have- no, I don't know if Red will cancel on us again because of your so-called hero duty" the girl huffed, demonstrating a level of annoyance that she usually reserved for the captain of the cheer squad.
"Right, we were supposed to have it yesterday…" the blonde teen mused, cupping his chin. "I'll tell you what… I have it on good authority that we should be free for some time, we made sure to stomp one of our most annoying villains." The boy smirked at the cheerleaders. "I won't bore you girls with the details, but it was pretty much over in a flash!"
The females looked anything but bored with his words, even Bonnie seemed mildly interested. The brunette tilted her head to the side, her usual smirk oozing across her face. "Let me guess… you were the one who saved the day?" Bonnie had already anticipated this- he was just boasting, itching to take credit for Possible's work- how low could you get?
"Nope!" Ron exclaimed, smiling widely. "That was all KP, I was barely able to keep up with a couple goons while she just mowed through most of them!" He even went so far as to mimic the motion of a snowplow with his hands, the girls giggling in response.
"So… you didn't do ANYTHING?" Bonnie asked, confused.
"I wouldn't say I did nothing… but it was definitely not that big a deal next to Kim…" Ron confessed, scratching his cheek in mild embarrassment.
Bonnie took a second to process what he was saying, she stared at him with a raised eyebrow. "You call THAT boasting?" she asked.
"Me… boasting?" Ron parroted, he looked confused. "…I thought we were just having a conversation?" the blonde boy added. He gathered all his books, ready to move on. "Well, I guess I'll see you girls at cheer practice-"
"Wait!" Bonnie shouted, cutting Ron off and grabbing his arm. "Is that all you have to say?" the brunette cheerleader challenged, unable to understand what was up with the blonde boy. Why wasn't he running away, or fumbling like a dork, without Kim around? How could he simply talk with her (and her friends) like it was no big deal?
Ron simply stared at the brunette girl for a few moments, he tilted his face close to hers. "You look really nice today, Bonnie" the boy complemented with a goofy smile.
"W-What?" Bonnie's shock made her let go of Ron's hand, she stared at him.
"I just said… you look nice today" the boy repeated. Ron really didn't understand why she sounded so surprised, Bonnie was one of the prettiest and most popular girls at school, didn't guys tell her that all the time? "Well, I'll see you girls later" were his parting words. Ron started walking away, passing by the group of women as he did so.
The girls of the cheer squad were left speechless as they watched him leave. After a few seconds they all stared at each other, still having a hard time believing what they'd just witnessed.
The women had so very many questions, the group extremely tempted to stalk after and question the male member of the cheer squad. Sadly, the bell suddenly rang. The girls rushed to their classes, they'd be sure to get their answers later.
After all, he was going to be at cheer practice later… right?
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Ron Stoppable strode down the school corridor, his classes having ended for the day. As soon as the bell had rung, he'd rushed out to start his very important mission.
'I can't believe I couldn't find him… the ONE TIME I'm looking for a freaking monkey and I can't find him!' the blonde growled to himself. The sidekick's goal for today had been to find Josh and have a VERY serious talk with him!
Ron wasn't planning on hurting- or, God forbid, telling him about what he and Kim had done… He was going to convince the fake blonde to drop whatever art crap he was working on and ask Kim out as quickly as he could.
And if Josh said no? …well, let's just say that Ron could be VERY persuasive when he wanted to be… He had a BUNCH of coupons he'd been saving for an emergency- and this situation definitely qualified! One false step could very well shatter his mind- or worse, lead to ruining his friendship with the redheaded heroine!
'Don't think about that now! Focus on the big picture!' he barked silently to himself, over and over again. Ron headed for the gym, prepared to start cheer practice. He might not work directly with the girls themselves, but he still needed to analyze their routine and determine how to safely add himself for maximum effect.
Ron had been avoiding Kim as much as he could, it was pretty understandable why. He wasn't running away from her per say… but Ron preferred to talk with her AFTER he'd worked things out with Josh.
The blonde teen didn't want to imagine what Kim would want to practice next, if he didn't take care of this now, it was pretty easy to imagine her working on 'Little Ron' again. "Stop it…" he hissed to himself.
As much as he had truly enjoyed the experience, this wasn't something best friends did… and he didn't want to ruin what they had.
It was too important to Ron…
SHE was too important to Ron…
The blonde teen finally arrived at the gym entrance, walking inside. He'd just have to deal with Kim and hope that she wouldn't be quite as brazen as before.
The first thing Ron noticed was that the girls were already dressed in their cute uniforms, busy doing some warmup exercises. He did spot a redhead among them… but it wasn't KIM.
"Oh! So, you made it after all…" remarked Liz, said girl being the first to notice him.
Ron relaxed a bit upon realizing Kim wasn't here yet, he moved closer to the girls going through their stretches. "Well… yeah. We do have practice today, so-"
"Even if our glorious captain isn't around…" Bonnie cut in, moving closer to both him and Liz.
"She's probably just running late. Besides, I know she trusts you girls to make sure the routine is perfect" the blonde boy declared, picking an open spot on one of the benches and sitting down.
"Oh really?" Bonnie purred, smirking at his words. "What else did she have to say about us?"
"She didn't need to SAY it… she just SHOWS it" Ron leaned back, recalling something. "I can still remember one of the first times we competed. KP wanted to print some stuff for you to go over… but she changed her mind, when she saw how good you all work together."
Ron's raw honesty surprised Bonnie. She now stood right in front of the boy, spurring him to look up at her.
"I'm not so sure that's the case, Stoppable…" the brunette contradicted.
"Sure it is! …and I'm not talking about when you fight over the captain's spot, just how you cooperate when you need to."
Bonnie simply stared down at Ron for a few seconds, searching for a crack in his new façade- anything that would prove he was lying to her. But, to her utter shock, she found nothing… Hell, he even ignored her for a few moments to check his phone.
"You're not doing anything right now, yeah?" she suddenly asked, the boy glancing back up at her from his spot.
"I'm just going over some stuff before I change into the mascot outfit. Don't worry Bonnie, I won't slack off" he joked, returning to messing with his phone.
"That's not what I meant…" she began, before glancing away. "Maybe you could give us some pointers? Since, you know… you can think like Red so well…" she trailed off, expecting Ron would back off or give her some excuse.
"Um, sure, I guess… I pretty much have to memorize the entire routine myself, so I can safely join you girls on the field." Ron got up and started walking over to the bulk of the team, then quickly glanced back at Bonnie. "You coming?" he prompted, she jogged up next to him.
Something about Ron was different… and she didn't completely hate it…
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Chapter uploaded on May 24.