Going Down
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Kim Possible › FemmeSlash - Female/Female › Kim/Shego
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
15,591
Reviews:
13
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Going Down
Fandom: Kim Possible
Pairing: Kim/Shego, NC-17
Category: PWP - Smut, no plot
Summary: Love in an elevator.
Going Down
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"We really have to stop meeting like this."
Kim watched as Shego entered the lair's elevator -- the lair she'd taken such pains to enter stealthily -- and pushed the "down" button with infuriating matter-of-factness. "Going down, I assume, Kimmy?"
The elevator doors closed. Kim knew her face must have been a mask of confusion but Shego took no notice of it. She simply stood like any other elevator passenger might, arms crossed, tapping her foot and humming slightly.
The dim overhead lights reflected off of Shego's long black hair, catching Kim's eye. She turned to say something to her archenemy but was stopped by Shego abruptly turning around and pushing Kim against the smooth mirrored elevator wall, covering Kim's lips with her own.
Reeling, Kim sensed a quick, blind punch of Shego's free hand to the stop button and the elevator ground to a bumpy halt.
Kim wanted to fight her way out of Shego's hungry grasp, but she was all over Kim, licking and biting, her tongue forced into Kim's mouth, tasting of licorice and a hint of that morning's coffee.
And God, it felt good. All need and desire and Kim groaned as Shego's lips found her ear. A light blow into its whorl and Kim tried to breathe. Considering how lightheaded she'd become, she wasn't sure she'd succeeded.
"If only Drakken could see us now," Shego whispered, sliding her hands down Kim's waist, clamping onto her ass with a fevered grasp.
Somewhere, deep in her consciousness, Kim knew this was wrong. There was something up here, something rotten and maybe she'd better find out what it was.
It could be anything. Mind control, demonic possession, plain ol' evil plotting ... the possibilities were endless.
With this in mind, Kim pushed Shego back as far as the other girl would allow her to, examining her flushed face. She was just about to question her closely but the words never got out as Shego covered Kim's mouth with a relentless hand.
"I want you. That's all there is to it. I'm going to make you come and I'm going to enjoy it. Understand?"
Kim gaped at her. But there was no time to protest as Shego slid down to her knees, unbuckling Kim's belt and pulling down the zipper of her black khakis along the way.
Strong hands pulled her weak knees apart. The pants slid off, easily yanked away from Kim's feet. She stared senselessly at the top of Shego's head, vaguely realizing her leather boots were still on.
Nimble fingers hooked into Kim's panties -- her light blue bikini string pair, not a favorite but she made do with whatever was clean -- and pulled them down to her ankles.
Shego growled as she pulled them off and away but made no move to take off Kim's black boots. Instead, Shego caressed Kim's bare legs with her hands, murmuring as she kissed her way up Kim's thighs. "So soft. You probably don't even have to shave."
Well, she did, but why ruin the illusion? Kim's pussy was wet and throbbing and she banged her gloved fists into the mirrored elevator wall behind her. Her legs were shoved further apart, almost too far apart, and soon Shego's head bobbed between them, her face turned up -- her tongue licking deep.
"Oh, God," Kim moaned, spreading wider and arching her hips out, ignoring the pull in her lower legs. She grabbed the back of Shego's head and forced her deeper between her thighs, the dark leather of her gloves getting lost in Shego's thick black hair. "God, that's it. Right there. Ohhhhh...."
Shego's tongue was clever, working Kim from ass to clit, making her see stars. Kim's orgasm came with shocking suddenness, snapping her hips forward, forcing her to grind her cunt against Shego's shiny mouth again and again.
"That's it, that's it, come on, baby. Come again for me. Come on," Shego murmured against Kim's wet pussy before sucking Kim's clit with vicious precision, pulling a second breathless orgasm from her without a thought.
Stunned, Kim slid down until she was sitting on the rough industrial elevator carpet, her legs still trembling. Hell, she was trembling all over. She could barely look Shego in the face, but pride forced her to.
"That was ... uh ... that was ..." she stuttered, but Shego put a finger against her lips.
"Save the valentines, sweetie. I just wanted to see you get off. You learn a lot about someone when you see them come," Shego said blasely, but Kim knew her better than to take her words at face value.
Instead of questioning, she leaned forward and kissed Shego hard on the mouth, enjoying the shocked looked on her face when they parted, both of them panting hard.
Smirking, Kim pushed Shego onto her back, taking the zipper of her tight green suit in hand. "You asked if I was going down before, Shego," Kim said, settling in between the other girl's legs. "I'd say the answer was a definite 'yes'."
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Pairing: Kim/Shego, NC-17
Category: PWP - Smut, no plot
Summary: Love in an elevator.
Going Down
&&
"We really have to stop meeting like this."
Kim watched as Shego entered the lair's elevator -- the lair she'd taken such pains to enter stealthily -- and pushed the "down" button with infuriating matter-of-factness. "Going down, I assume, Kimmy?"
The elevator doors closed. Kim knew her face must have been a mask of confusion but Shego took no notice of it. She simply stood like any other elevator passenger might, arms crossed, tapping her foot and humming slightly.
The dim overhead lights reflected off of Shego's long black hair, catching Kim's eye. She turned to say something to her archenemy but was stopped by Shego abruptly turning around and pushing Kim against the smooth mirrored elevator wall, covering Kim's lips with her own.
Reeling, Kim sensed a quick, blind punch of Shego's free hand to the stop button and the elevator ground to a bumpy halt.
Kim wanted to fight her way out of Shego's hungry grasp, but she was all over Kim, licking and biting, her tongue forced into Kim's mouth, tasting of licorice and a hint of that morning's coffee.
And God, it felt good. All need and desire and Kim groaned as Shego's lips found her ear. A light blow into its whorl and Kim tried to breathe. Considering how lightheaded she'd become, she wasn't sure she'd succeeded.
"If only Drakken could see us now," Shego whispered, sliding her hands down Kim's waist, clamping onto her ass with a fevered grasp.
Somewhere, deep in her consciousness, Kim knew this was wrong. There was something up here, something rotten and maybe she'd better find out what it was.
It could be anything. Mind control, demonic possession, plain ol' evil plotting ... the possibilities were endless.
With this in mind, Kim pushed Shego back as far as the other girl would allow her to, examining her flushed face. She was just about to question her closely but the words never got out as Shego covered Kim's mouth with a relentless hand.
"I want you. That's all there is to it. I'm going to make you come and I'm going to enjoy it. Understand?"
Kim gaped at her. But there was no time to protest as Shego slid down to her knees, unbuckling Kim's belt and pulling down the zipper of her black khakis along the way.
Strong hands pulled her weak knees apart. The pants slid off, easily yanked away from Kim's feet. She stared senselessly at the top of Shego's head, vaguely realizing her leather boots were still on.
Nimble fingers hooked into Kim's panties -- her light blue bikini string pair, not a favorite but she made do with whatever was clean -- and pulled them down to her ankles.
Shego growled as she pulled them off and away but made no move to take off Kim's black boots. Instead, Shego caressed Kim's bare legs with her hands, murmuring as she kissed her way up Kim's thighs. "So soft. You probably don't even have to shave."
Well, she did, but why ruin the illusion? Kim's pussy was wet and throbbing and she banged her gloved fists into the mirrored elevator wall behind her. Her legs were shoved further apart, almost too far apart, and soon Shego's head bobbed between them, her face turned up -- her tongue licking deep.
"Oh, God," Kim moaned, spreading wider and arching her hips out, ignoring the pull in her lower legs. She grabbed the back of Shego's head and forced her deeper between her thighs, the dark leather of her gloves getting lost in Shego's thick black hair. "God, that's it. Right there. Ohhhhh...."
Shego's tongue was clever, working Kim from ass to clit, making her see stars. Kim's orgasm came with shocking suddenness, snapping her hips forward, forcing her to grind her cunt against Shego's shiny mouth again and again.
"That's it, that's it, come on, baby. Come again for me. Come on," Shego murmured against Kim's wet pussy before sucking Kim's clit with vicious precision, pulling a second breathless orgasm from her without a thought.
Stunned, Kim slid down until she was sitting on the rough industrial elevator carpet, her legs still trembling. Hell, she was trembling all over. She could barely look Shego in the face, but pride forced her to.
"That was ... uh ... that was ..." she stuttered, but Shego put a finger against her lips.
"Save the valentines, sweetie. I just wanted to see you get off. You learn a lot about someone when you see them come," Shego said blasely, but Kim knew her better than to take her words at face value.
Instead of questioning, she leaned forward and kissed Shego hard on the mouth, enjoying the shocked looked on her face when they parted, both of them panting hard.
Smirking, Kim pushed Shego onto her back, taking the zipper of her tight green suit in hand. "You asked if I was going down before, Shego," Kim said, settling in between the other girl's legs. "I'd say the answer was a definite 'yes'."
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