A/N: I realized I'd never done...well...this. Never continued the scene at the UN from the end of Graduation. Thanks incognitonio on Tumblr for the recent art that reminded and inspired me!

Sealed

The flash of the camera bulbs seemed to increase tenfold as the vine tightened around them. Shego was pressed against him from knees to abdomen, and Drakken felt the sweat that had already been creeping under his collar drip in a slow, itchy trail down his chest.

"Eh heheh... Sorry," he said. Her body was hot against his, and he could feel her breaths quicken against his cheek even as she attempted to lean away.

His mind raced as the vine tightened. If he were to move, he might lose his precarious balance and they would both topple over. The large pink flower was looming over Shego's shoulder as if watching him, and his embarrassment quickly turned to ire.

"Shego, you are in my personal space," he groused as he set a hand against her wrist to push her away. But before following through his gaze rose to meet hers, and his every thought melted away.

Shego's eyes were wide, and her pupils dilated. Her cheeks were flushed a darker green and her chest was heaving with rapid breaths. Drakken felt his face slacken as his jaw fell open into disbelief. She...couldn't possibly...?

The flower snaked around them further, this time at their shoulders and pulling them so near that it was all Drakken could do to keep his face from touching hers. He was more aware of her presence than he'd ever been—stray wisps of her hair brushing his forehead, her breaths shuddering against his cheek. One of her forearms came to rest on his shoulder, while her other hand settled against his chest, and he felt her body go slack against him in the vine's hold.

"Eh-heh... You're just...doing that because there's nowhere else to put your arms, right?"

He didn't believe the words even as he spoke them, Shego's silence more of an answer than her words could ever be.

Chants of 'kiss her!' from the photographers suddenly cut through the thundering of blood in his ears, and as the meaning of the words fully processed he licked his lips as his brow furrowed in hesitation.

A flash of memory—from the alien ship, when Shego had rushed toward him, smiled, reached for him...until he had drawn back—suddenly made guilt pool in the pit of his churning stomach. He swallowed down the lump in his throat as resolve suddenly settled into his bones, though it did nothing to still the trembling of his hands as he lifted one to place behind Shego's head, the other fitting gently over her wrist where he'd been going to push her away.

Her eyes widened further, but her lips parted as he leaned in, and he had just a moment to see dark lashes flutter closed atop flushed green cheeks before his mouth met hers.

The static that Drakken hadn't fully realized was buzzing in his brain gradually faded away. For a moment all he knew was the soft press of pillowy lips, the gentle sigh from somewhere low in Shego's throat, and then the absolute bliss as she yielded to his touch.

He let his sense of self go as he lost himself in the pure physicality of Shego's lips sliding hot over his, the press of tongues and the gripping of fingers and heat all he knew until the need for oxygen reminded him that he was a human existing separate from the euphoria that was Shego. And when he finally broke away, gasping for air as the weight of her forehead settled against his, he finally realized the vine had released them.

"Ah... I... I..." Drakken gasped quietly as he tried to catch his breath. Below the stage the crowd roared, and cameras continued to make sure the moment would be forever immortalized. His fingers tightened on Shego's wrist as he realized they had an audience of millions beyond the television cameras. But in light of having survived an alien invasion, and with Shego gazing at him with such hope, he decided there was only one audience member he cared about.

"Dr. D.?" she finally said, uncertain. But there was a sparkle in her eyes since they had parted, and Drakken's resolve bloomed into certainty. He slid his hand down to Shego's waist to hold her tightly against him.

"I love you, Shego," he said, and brought their lips together again.