Another Average Day

Dislaimer: Nope, not mine.

A/N: My previous post of this disappeared during all that trouble with the server.

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It was midnight in Middleton, and the moonlight shined down through an open window on the second floor of the Possible residence. Despite the chill breeze blowing gently through, Kimberly Possible lay in bed beneath the window in a light green nightgown. The covers were kicked to the bottom of the bed, and she waited sleeplessly. She didn’t have to wait much longer.

A shadow blocked out the moon as Kim’s midnight visitor climbed in through her window. Kim raised her arms above her head, closing her eyes as the visitor straddled her hips. From then on, Kim knew only touch. The soft feel of moist lips fluttering across her face, making their way teasingly down her body, only pausing to increase the sensual torture before moving just a little further down. The feeling of hands grasping at her nightgown made Kim arch her back to assist in slipping off the garment. But rather than pulling it completely off, her visitor used the material to bind Kim’s hands to the headboard. Kim pouted but dared not make a noise of protest, knowing that would only elongate the sweet torment beyond what she could bare. She was completely exposed now, having stopped wearing underwear to bed some time ago.

Her breath hitched in her throat as she felt her right nipple drawn between warm, wet lips. Her lover lavished her nipple in the same slow manner as always, alternating between gently nipping and painfully biting the tiny bud. Kim was fighting to keep silent, biting down on her lip so hard that blood started trickling down her chin and into her mouth. Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, her lover switched to her other breast to repeat the treatment. By the time she received a reprieve from the sensuous agony, her breathing felt so ragged that she was surprised by her own silence.

She squirmed noiselessly as fingers flittered over her skin, never staying in one spot for longer than a moment. She felt her lover slip down between her legs, trailing kisses down her abdomen all the way to the core of her desire. She heard a deep inhalation, felt as her lover breathed in the scent of her, gently nuzzling the folds of her sex. At the feeling of a tongue darting out to lick along her nether lips, Kim arched her back and bit back a gasp. For a brief moment all she could feel was her lover’s long, silky hair sifting against her legs, before a torrent of sensations bombarded her. Ravenously, like a starving man at his first meal in weeks, her lover attacked her core- biting, licking, driving a devil’s tongue deeper and deeper into the center of Kim’s being. Deft fingers massaged the bundle of nerves that made up Kim’s pleasure point, sending Kim bucking wildly into a swift and mind-numbing climax.

Short moments later, as her body slowly relaxed, she felt her lover slide up along her body, never relinquishing the contact they had come to cherish so much. Gently, the binding on Kim’s hands was released and tossed aside, and Kim finally opened her eyes to gaze at her lover. Running her fingers through long black hair, Kim smiled happily and pulled the slightly older girl in for a deep kiss.

No words were spoken between Kim and Shego as they lay entwined together, the breeze flowing in to cool their heated bodies. Only one thought ran through their minds, and that was the question of when they would be able to stop hiding. When would the world let them be as they wished to be: together, no longer fighting, but loving throughout the day and long into the night? It was a dream Kim often fell asleep to as she lay with her lover in her arms, but in the morning it was still the same. She would wake up alone, the covers pulled up to her chin, with only the fleeting memory of a goodbye kiss warming her lips.

This morning was no different, and Kim silently slipped out of bed and into the discarded nightgown. Leaning out the window briefly, hoping to catch a glimpse of green-on-black that was never there, she pulled the window shut and began her school morning routine.

Just another average day in the life of Kim Possible.

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