~o0o~

"Boom! Headshot! Take that, ya motherfucker!" Shego crowed, watching her latest victim fall to the ground.

She tossed aside her game controller and finished her latest bottle of something alcoholic, the ultra-violent video game she was playing barely helping her mood anymore. She drunkenly adjusted her headset, finding it quite apt when a red-haired avatar ran around a corner and shot her character through the heart. Raising a middle finger at the television, she waited to respawn, the room swimming around her as she upended the remains of a crisp packet into her mouth.

When did da shun come up? she thought fuzzily, staring at the sunlight under the curtains.

And where'sh my drink?

Her questing hand clumsily searched amongst the empty cans and junk food wrappers by her side, her lack of sleep and copious amounts of alcohol hindering her attempt. Finding an open bottle of something, she downed its remains, tossing it aside.

Need more.

She pushed herself up off the floor but fell back, slumping against the sofa.

I'm sho drunk, she thought, dropping her onto the couch. Sho fucked. I fucked it all up, 'caush I fucked Kimmie. No more Kimmie. All gone. Gone away…

She rubbed her eyes and belched loudly, still in her pajamas, unshowered and unkempt. She wiped her mouth then ran her hands through her hair as she tried to focus on the television, the loud music from the stereo mere background noise to her now.

Was it sho much to ask Kimmie to–

Someone touched her shoulder.

She yelped in surprise as she jumped to her feet, wrappers and bottles sent flying as the controller melted in her hands. She spun to face her mystery intruder and promptly fell over, tried to stand again, fell over again, giving up on her third attempt as the room continued to swim around her.

"Hey you?" Kim said, her worried face looking down at Shego.

"Jesus fuckin' Christ, Kimmie! You scared the life outta me!" Shego yelled.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," Kim said as she held out a hand. "I did knock, but you didn't answer."

"Music," Shego said, her brain playing catch up as she doused her Glow.

"Yeah, it is kinda loud."

Shego turned the stereo off, then took Kim's offered hand, standing up.

I'm dreaming, Shego thought. I'm passed out drunk in front of the TV and dreaming. She looked Kim up and down. Please don't let me be dreaming.

She ran her fingers through her hair knowing how bad she must look right now. Kim on the other hand looked fantastic in some skinny jeans, a short sleeved turtleneck and leather jacket, a large suitcase behind her that Shego had not seen before. She took it all in as her thoughts crystallized on one important fact.

"You left!" Shego stated, a little more accusational than she had planned.

"I did," Kim replied.

"Why?!"

"I needed some distance, to get my head straight."

Straight. Not bi or gay, she's straight, Shego thought, morosely.

"But I explained it all in my–" Kim paused then studied Shego. "You didn't get my text?!"

"Phone issues."

They both glanced at Shego's crushed phone on the floor.

"What am I going to do with you?" Kim said, smiling at her.

Forgive me? Fuck me? Shego thought, her dead heart starting to beat again. She swayed a bit as she closed her eyes, her lack of sleep and everything else catching up with her.

"I've got you," Kim said as she slipped her arms around Shego.

"But who's got you?" Shego mumbled.

"Yes, well… let's get you cleaned up, shall we?" Kim said as she steered Shego towards her bedroom. "Have you eaten today? Did you even sleep?"

"Umm…"

"Change of plans, then. Bed, and I'll wake you for dinner, okay?"

Shego's face must have given something away.

"Hey, I'm not going anywhere," Kim said.

"Promise?" Shego asked, cringing inside even as she said it. I'm whipped, and I don't care. Being a badass did not get her the girl, and she so wanted the girl.

"Promise," Kim replied.

~o0o~

Shego woke to the sound of silence, but it was a companionable silence now that Kim was back. She had no idea of the time and did not care, but it was late enough that the sun had gone down.

S'good sleep, she thought happily, curling up into a ball.

She lay there and slowly became aware of Kim being industrious in the kitchen, smiling at a loud crash and an annoyed yelp from Kim. As if on cue her stomach growled, reminding her that she had not eaten today. A relaxing meal with Kim was way better than staying in bed, so she tossed the sheets aside and sat up. There laid out on the end of the bed was a change of clothes for her. However, that wasn't the main surprise. She had not worn the stylish black and green outfit in years, not since she and Kim had fought at the Bermuda Triangle Hotel and Casino.

We're going out for dinner? I know there isn't much in the fridge– Bah! Doesn't matter. I need a shower.

She shuffled into the bathroom, stopping to look at herself in the mirror. Dark circles under her eyes stared back at her, while messy, sleep-tangled hair framed her face. She frowned at the sight then turned this way and that, the fake tattoo and skin coloring still holding strong

Nothing that a nice long shower won't fix.

~o~

Shego dressed slowly after her shower, the simple act delaying her and Kim's inevitable talk. She had no idea how she was going to explain last night's exuberance or her despondency over Kim leaving without giving everything away. Actions, not words, were her thing, and she knew it would all go horribly wrong once she opened her mouth.

I just need to work out a convincing lie. And it has to be perfect, or she'll know. Then everything can go back to being normal, and we can head out for dinner and have a good time.

She considered various untruths as she walked over and checked herself out in the mirror, the outfit that Kim had laid out for her still fitting perfectly. She looked and felt dead-sexy and wished it could have that effect on Kim. She had not bothered with the gloves or boots as yet, they could wait until it was time to leave. Touching her necklace, the slim choker with its onyx pendant was the pièce de résistance as far as she was concerned and had been a pain to find.

"The things I do for love," she murmured.

She slapped a hand across her mouth, but it was too late. The 'L' word was out there. She glared at her reflection, but there was no one else to blame.

So I said it? Doesn't matter! I pushed, she ran. Nuff said. End of story.

She stomped over to the bedroom door and threw it open, and froze.

Kim had been busy while she had been asleep. The lights were off and candles of all shapes and sizes were dotted about the apartment, their flickering flames bathing the place in a warm, welcoming glow. Fairy lights festooned the walls and ceiling, converging over the dining room, while the patio doors and windows were wide-open to let in a refreshing summer breeze. Soft music added another layer to the scene, while underfoot, rose petals covered the floor from her bedroom over to the dining room table.

"Perfect timing, sleepyhead," Kim called out from the kitchen. "How was your shower?"

Uh… Shego thought.

Kim came trotting over, looked at her, then closed her open mouth with a finger.

Shego shivered at the touch, then blinked. Then blinked again as she looked Kim up and down. Kim had swapped out her travelling clothes for the dark blue gown from their Bermuda Triangle encounter, her hair up in a rough ponytail from cooking. She had in some cute diamond earrings and had put on some makeup, though her feet were still bare. Shego returned her gaze to Kim's dress as it really was perfect, tight here and flowing there, while showing off the vibrant hickeys on Kim's neck. She looked down as Kim took her unresisting arm and led her over to the dining room table, Kim chivalrously holding out a chair for her.

I have to be dreaming? Shego thought as she mutely sat down.

She sat there in a daze as she tried to comprehend what was happening, then a plate with food on it appeared in front of her.

"Ham and cheese toasties for dinner," Kim said as she moved around the table, sitting down opposite Shego. "You didn't have much of anything in the cupboards, but I can manage a toasted sandwich." She gave Shego a big, open and honest smile as she undid her hair, letting it flow free.

Shego watched a waterfall of red hair frame Kim's face, then the smell of food hit her. She glanced at her plate. Yes, there was a ham and cheese toastie on it, her stomach growling as it reminded her how hungry she was. However…

"Kimmie, wha–what's going on?"

"Hold that thought," Kim said, and then she was up and out of her seat and back in the kitchen. She returned almost immediately with two large glasses of milk, one for each of them. "What's going on?" she said, sitting back down. "Well, I know we're kinda doing things in the wrong order, but I decided we should go on a proper date."

Shego's head and heart exploded, followed by the city and then the whole world. Or that's what it felt like to her. It was the Twilight Zone and Fantasy Island all rolled into one.

"Why…?" Shego asked, her thoughts in complete disarray.

"Why? Well that's my fault," Kim replied, smiling apologetically. "I've never looked at girls, like that. Romantically, I mean. Or even thought about them as such. I still don't. It's just– Well, you're complicated." She paused, then said, "I knew something was different between us after I moved to LA, but I could never put my finger on why. But after last night…" She blushed but continued. "And all your comments over the last year. The looks you've given me, and what you're like when we're together. You like me, don't you?" She raised a finger. "Don't even try and deny it!"

"And what if I do?!" Shego growled, crossing her arms.

"Hey, I love fighting with you," Kim said, her foot touching Shego's. "How we always challenge each other. But not over this, it's too important to me… to us!"

Shego wilted under Kim's honesty … and for once in her life she resisted her own idiosyncrasies and went with what she truly wanted.

"Complicated good or complicated bad?" Shego asked, a faint smile touching her lips.

"Why don't we find out together?" Kim replied, smiling as she bit into her toasted sandwich.

Shego's eyes never left Kim's until her stomach growled, annoyed that she was not eating. She picked up her toasted sandwich and took a bite, then found she could not stop. Hunger was a great motivator and she was finished way before Kim had even gotten halfway through her meal. Leaning back, she sighed with happiness, everything right with the world. She had triumphed, Kim was with her.

"Ron?" Shego asked.

"He's one of the reasons I had to leave," Kim replied. "I knew we needed to discuss stuff, so I flew out to New York to see him. And we talked… for ages, and then we broke up." She looked melancholy for a moment. "There were tears of course, but we're still friends. So you were right–"

"Ooh! Say that again?!"

"Uh-huh. Yeah, no. Your ego doesn't need any more stroking."

"Just a little bit? For old time's sake?"

"As if!"

"Well, care to stroke anything else, then?" Shego asked, flicking her hair back.

Kim's nostrils flared as she looked away, then she popped the last of her dinner in her mouth and chewed slowly.

"Sooo… an actual date?" Shego asked.

"Mhm," Kim replied, swallowing her food. "And it's all kinda new to me. My dates in High School we're just that, High School dalliances. And Ron and I never really dated, per se. We were already in each other's lives, and that kinda just continued." She smiled at a memory. "Sure, there were romantic moments, but looking back things pretty much just stayed the same. You know, missions, hanging out, friends doing friend stuff."

"So this is like a first date for you?"

Kim nodded.

"Something special planned?"

"Dinner and a movie, 'cause you can't go wrong with the classics. And… well, to be honest, it took all my courage to think of even those after deciding to take the leap. And now you're here, and between getting everything ready and making sure it's all perfect, I hadn't really thought about… well, you! I know how to fight you, hang out and talk with you, but I– I don't know how to… date you. So yeah, I'm really kinda freakin' out here!"

"I know the feeling… taking the first step." Shego said, looking down at her lap. "Because I always thought it'd be me asking. But it never felt like the right time."

Kim held out a hand and Shego took it, the simple act more real than anything else in her life.

"Sorry I missed all your signals," Kim said, squeezing Shego's hand. "And I'm so sorry about last night as well"

"You're what?!" Shego replied, shocked. "Kimmie, I fucked you! I'm the one who's at fault!" She felt Kim flinch and gently squeezed her hand. "I knew I shouldn't. That you weren't ready. But I did it anyways. So… I'm sorry."

Kim's wide eyes and open mouth were her only response.

"C'mon, me apologizing isn't that big of a deal!" Shego said as the silence stretched out between them.

"Well… I don't know about that?" Kim replied as she untangled their fingers. She sat back with a big smile on her face and playfully stroked her chin as she pretended to look thoughtful.

"Yeah, you know what? Fuck you!" Shego said, raising a flaming middle finger in response.

Kim laughed as she stood up, then she headed into the kitchen with a bounce in her steps. She quickly returned with two pudding cups, sliding one over to Shego.

"Only the best for our first date," Kim said, raising her dessert in salute.

Shego smiled and rolled her eyes, Kim's playful banter one of the best things about her. It said that no matter how this relationship went some things would always remain the same. Except now there was the chance of sexy times. Missing Kim's touch, she stretched out a leg and rubbed her toes along Kim's foot, receiving the cutest little jump from Kim.

"We– We shouldn't," Kim said, her voice cracking.

"Shouldn't what?"

"That!" Kim said, gesturing at the foot-play with her eyes.

Shego had not meant for the caress to be construed as seductive, but Kim's reaction changed all that in an instant. She became the hunter, her emerald eyes almost glowing in the candlelight. She leaned back, enjoying Kim's breathy response as she slowly ran her foot up and down Kim's leg.

"Shego…" Kim whispered, her eyes closing.

"Mmhm?" Shego hummed in reply.

She switched her attention to Kim's other leg, soft, smooth skin greeting her touch. Barely breathing, she gripped the hem of Kim's gown with her toes and lifted it up, exposing Kim's legs, draping the dress over Kim's knees. She may have said something, Kim may have replied. It was missed as she pushed Kim's knees apart, her foot caressing along Kim's inner thigh.

She stopped as Kim rested a hand on her foot.

"I… just think we should go slow? Take our time?" Kim replied.

"So you don't want to?"

"I didn't say that."

"So you do?"

"I didn't say that either," Kim said, letting out a sigh. "This would be so much easier if you were trying to punch me in the face, that I can handle. Because, I always believed I was strong. But after last night, all I can think about is you. Ron and I– We hadn't–" She took a deep breath. "Until last night, it had been a while, and then you happened… and it was so wonderfully, wonderfully amazing. And now you're looking at me like that, and I feel so weak. But I just broke up with Ron, and it wouldn't be right, right? We should date first? Get to know each other before… you know?"

Shego understood Kim's point of view. It made perfect sense. But…

"Kimmie, c'mon, we've been seeing each other for years. And you're the strongest person I know. Because when you want something, you go for it. And you never let anything get in your way."

"You're really not making this easy," Kim said, her fingers gently stroking Shego's foot.

Shego watched Kim's internal struggle and decided there was no reason to push. They had all the time in the world. She stood up and moved over to the stereo, acutely aware of Kim's gaze following her the whole way. She chose a song that she knew Kim liked, then walked back over to her.

"Dance with me?" Shego asked, holding out a hand for Kim.

Kim looked up at her with suspicion and longing in her eyes.

"C'mon, I don't bite," Shego said, smiling.

"Sure about that?" Kim replied, touching the hickeys on her neck.

"No strings. Just two ships meeting in the night."

"We really should finish our desserts… watch a movie…"

Kim's actions did not follow her words as she reached out and took Shego's hand, and surprisingly it was Kim who led Shego out onto the living room floor. She glommed onto Shego and held her tight, her hands gently caressing Shego's back as they slow danced around the room.

Kim smelt good, like really, really good. And she felt incredible.

"You're so warm," Kim said, her hands making their way down to Shego's waist. "I always knew you were, I just never noticed how much."

"Saying I'm hot stuff?" Shego replied.

"Heh. Yeah."

"So when?"

"Bermuda Triangle. Fighting you in this dress," Kim replied, touching Shego's sleeve. "You had me all sorts of confused."

"So that's why you were off your game?"

Kim chuckled in reply and somehow held her tighter.

"Surprised you didn't say anything," Shego said.

"Hello? Hero and villain!" Kim replied. "You would have taken advantage of the situation."

Shego thought about it and nodded in agreement.

"But it didn't matter," Kim said. "I ended up rationalizing it away as teenage hormones or something, and pushed it down and buried it away."

"And then last night happened?"

"And then last night happened."

They danced in happy silence, everything perfect. Then the song changed.

She's staying with me, so what do we do next? Shego thought. Do I just walk her to her bedroom door, and say good night? Kiss her goodnight? Or… do we sleep in my bed, like the other night? And if so, do we cuddle or do we play it chaste?

Kim shifted slightly and pecked her on the lips, then another stolen kiss before Kim snuggled back against her.

Shego's breathing returned to normal as the shock passed. Cherries and warmth fading from her lips. Deeper places rose in reply as Kim's hand settled low on the curve of her back, Kim's fingers playing with the waistline of her skirt.

Screw being good, Shego thought.

She deftly took the lead away from Kim, brushing Kim's hair from her face. She had marked Kim hard last night and she trailed her fingers along the dark bruises on Kim's neck. Heart thundering, life changing, she brought her lips within a hair's breadth of Kim's.

"You really did have me at 'hey'," Shego whispered.

She went in for a kiss but wound up on the floor, Kim's foot on her chest.

"I don't think so!" Kim said, looking down at her.

Kim's tone was serious, but the excitement on her face said otherwise. It was a challenge, pure and simple. Their eternal battle once again in motion.

Shego dropped her gaze to Kim's nicely exposed leg. It was tanned, toned, and completely vulnerable as she wrapped her fingers around it, and yanked. Kim fell. And she was on top of her in a heartbeat.

It was a fleeting victory as Kim flipped them over, straddling her waist.

Shego was having none of this as she lunged upwards, the two of them rolling across the floor as they fought for dominance – parlay never an option. She kicked off the couch and spun them about, managing to gain an advantage. Quickly grabbing Kim's hands, she rolled on top, pinning Kim to the floor. She leaned over Kim, her falling hair shielding them from the world.

"I do think so," Shego whispered, her heart beating faster as Kim's warm breath touched her lips.

"Someone's a little rusty," Kim said, her smile out in full force as she beamed up at Shego.

What–?

Shego had no time to react as Kim's legs coiled beneath her and flung her up into the air. She hit the ceiling with an audible crack then fell back to the floor, landing on all fours with plaster raining down around her. Springing to her feet, she focused on Kim on the other side of the couch, the excitement she was feeling echoing in Kim's eyes. She leaped over the sofa, but a kick from Kim sent her flying backwards, dishes, drinks and candles going everywhere as she hit the table. She double-checked the candles – they were out – and as for the rest, who cared when Kim was on the menu.

"That was a new move, Cupcake?" Shego said, rolling to her feet.

"Yep!" Kim replied, dancing from foot to foot, fists at the ready.

"GJ influence?"

"Uh-huh."

"What other tricks have you learned?" Shego asked as she slowly walked around the couch.

"Come closer and find out," Kim replied as she mirrored Shego's steps, keeping the sofa between them.

Their psychological staring match continued as they circled the couch, each and every step, twitch and eye movement analyzed and accounted for before they moved on.

"A little tentative in your retirement?" Kim queried, breaking the silence.

"You wish!" Shego shot back.

They both ended up back where they had started, and Shego had had enough. She grabbed a chair and hurled it at Kim, the projectile easily sidestepped by Kim as it smashed through the patio doors, creating the perfect distraction. Shego was on top of the couch before Kim could react, jumping Kim's sweeping leg attack. She flipped forwards as a fist came at her face, landed, dodged, and unleashed her own flurry of blows.

"Yer goin' down!" Shego yelled.

"Can't wait!" Kim replied, grinning at her.

Shego hesitated at the flirty response, Kim's follow-up punch becoming an open-hand caress, cupping her cheek.

"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" Kim asked before she bound away.

Fighting and sex, it didn't get better than this.

Shego charged after Kim and tackled her onto the sofa, the two of them knocking it over. She recovered first and body-slammed Kim onto the floor, receiving a stinging uppercut for her troubles. Rolling away, she dodged a thrown plate, and then another before she once again closed with Kim, their punches and kicks coming faster and faster. Then an opening. She ducked low and feinted, forcing Kim to slip and fall. Pouncing on Kim's misstep as the two of them ended up on the floor, chest to chest and breathing hard. She quickly pinned Kim's wrists above her head, her body positioned so Kim's legs could not get involved.

"You lose!" Shego said in triumph.

"I win!" Kim replied.

Shego frowned, then Kim arched up and kissed her. It was as unexpected as it was intense, and then Kim leaned back and head-butted her. Shego saw stars as she lost her grip, then she was thrown against the sofa, sliding away. Recovering quickly, she was surprised when Kim simply stood there with her hands on her hips and a self-satisfied look on her face.

"Stealing my old move from Guatemala, Kimmie? I like it," Shego said, gingerly touching her forehead. "But you held back, and that's going to cost ya!"

"Oh, I don't know about that," Kim replied.

"It was barely a love-tap."

"Can't have you with a headache, now can we? And I'll kiss it better later. Besides, I needed the distraction."

Distraction? Shego thought as she warily stood up, trying to gauge Kim's angle. Then she took in Kim's face and posture, all of it coming together. "You're turning me– this, into a mission, aren't you?"

"Yep!"

"Well, you're gonna fail!"

"I've already won!"

Shego picked up the couch and hurled it at Kim. Who dived to the side, the sofa punching a hole through the wall. Shego ignored it as she launched herself at Kim, then stopped, grabbing the waistline of her skirt.

"Something wrong?" Kim asked.

Shego put two and two together, the grin from Kim saying everything. Kim had unbuttoned her skirt in their exchange and its zipper had come completely undone. And while losing the skirt was technically fine – she had underwear on after all – it was the principle of the matter.

"You're gonna pay for this!" Shego growled.

"Promises promises," Kim replied.

"I mean it!"

"Ooh! Going to tie me up? Like old times?"

Shego pinched her nose, the erotic fantasy all too easy to imagine. That she had created this Frankenstein's Monster of a flirty, aggressive Kim was not lost on her.

And now I'm paying for it, Shego thought.

"Don't worry, I'll take off something as well," Kim said, slipping off an earring and tossing it aside. She then took a step towards Shego. "Your turn!"

"Don't you dare!" Shego said, clutching her top.

Kim came at her hard and fast, Kim's attacks designed to grapple and grasp and keep in close. It gave Shego an advantage, Kim at her best when she kept her distance. But Shego had never had to defend her clothes before, made even more difficult by having to keep her skirt up and out of the way. She grabbed Kim's wrist and flipped her over, Kim rolling with it and coming right back at her. A snap-kick pushed Kim away. Then she almost tripped and fell as her skirt slipped low, succumbing to their battle. She took multiple blows and a fist to the face before she'd had enough of her skirt's interference, quickly slipping it off and kicking it away before Kim could exploit its weakness anymore.

Kim came to a skidding halt, her wide-eyes staring at Shego's legs.

"You've seen them before!" Shego snapped, blushing despite herself.

"Yeah… I have…" Kim replied, her voice coming from far away.

Shego had always proudly displayed her legs, but the appreciative gaze from Kim completely disarmed her. She shifted her stance, Kim's eyes following her legs. So she took a step closer, no response from Kim. Taking the initiative she leaped and spun, unleashing a devastating roundhouse kick. It was the perfect chance to win the fight. To win Kim. And to the victor go the spoils. Her attack was blocked at the last possible moment, the force of the blow sending Kim flying backwards.

Kim landed by the coffee table, flipped it into the air, and kicked it at Shego.

Shego caught the table and spun about, hurling it right back at Kim. Who slid along the floor as she rushed at Shego, the table cutting the television in two as it embedded itself in the wall behind.

"You're payin' for that!" Shego yelled, not actually caring about the damage.

"Broke, remember?" Kim replied as she attacked.

They came together, fists and feet flying, bodies arching, each blow a promise of delights to come. Shego adjusted her attacks, aiming for Kim's dress, an almost impossible task with all that beautiful red hair in the way. A solid kick spun her about and she returned the favor with a kidney punch that made Kim grunt. She jumped away then rushed back in, but found only empty air as Kim ran up the wall and flipped over her. She spun about and just barely blocked Kim's strike, her counterattack splitting Kim's cheek and blackening her eye.

Kim rolled away, her hair a mess, cuts and bruises all over; sweat-stained, limping and bloody … and she had never looked more beautiful.

She's faster than I remember, Shego thought, then the realization kicked in. No, I'm slower.

"Don't you dare stop!" Kim said breathlessly.

"Never!" Shego replied, attacking.

Kim jumped and pushed off of Shego's shoulder, turning in midair to run along the ceiling and drop down by the dining room table. She flipped it over and grabbed one of its legs, kicking it free. Then she did the same for another of its legs, twirling the make-do weapons in her hands as she turned to face Shego.

"Playing dirty and now weapons?" Shego said, slowing her advance. "You really have gone to the dark side!"

"You have cookies." Kim replied, and pointedly looked at her. "And you!"

Those bedroom eyes … they made Shego's pulse quicken.

"Care to surrender?" Kim asked, pointing one of the chair legs at Shego.

"No way! Your ass is mine!" Shego replied.

"Not if I get yours first!" Kim replied, jumping on the table's remains. "Because I have the high ground!"

Shego rolled her eyes and ignited her Glow, raising a flaming middle finger.

"Hey! That's cheating!" Kim exclaimed.

"That's why you want to sleep with me!"

"I wanna be with you," Kim said, punctuating each of her short sentences with a swing at Shego. "Because. Of the way. You make. Me feel!" She stopped and looked at the charred stumps remaining in her hands. "Ohh, poot!"

"What you get for playing with fire," Shego said, smirking.

She flared her hands and attacked with vigor, forcing Kim back. Chasing her around the room, until…

"Nowhere left to run," Shego said, eyeing her prize.

"Who's running?" Kim fired back, touching the wall behind.

Shego doused her Glow and lunged, blocking Kim's reflex punch. A glancing uppercut to Kim's chin was good enough and she wrapped her arms around Kim, holding her tight from behind. It was like restraining a wildcat. She stumbled backwards and then, almost in slow motion, she realized the trap as Kim reached up and behind and unzipped her top.

Kim turned in her arms, kissed her, and kicked off the wall.

Shego grabbed at her top as Kim catapulted away, yanking it back and covering herself as best she could. She wasn't wearing a bra so it left her in just her panties, her hair and the crumpled up top barely maintaining her modesty.

I can't believe she just– I'm so out of practice, Shego thought.

She stood there unmoving as the sweat dripped down her face, the pain of her cuts, scrapes, and bruises a distant second. Looking out through her hair, she was greeted by the maddening sight of Kim still fully dressed.

"Hey! My fists are up here!" Shego snapped, blushing furiously.

"Mmhm," Kim replied, her eyes glued to Shego's chest.

Shego bumped back into the wall as Kim raised a hand, Kim slipping off her remaining earring. It hit the floor like a nail in Shego's coffin and a starter pistol for Kim, who leaped at her. Shego knew she was going to lose, that it was a foregone conclusion, but a Hail Mary of an idea meant that maybe, just maybe they both might come out as winners. It was all she could think of and all she had left as Kim descended towards her.

She locked eyes with Kim … and threw away her top.

Kim's startled reaction sent her crashing into Shego who caught her and spun her about, pinning her up against the wall.

"Stop fighting me, and fight me!" Shego said, using her whole body to hold Kim in place.

She waited for what felt like a million years before she felt more than heard a whisper of agreement, Kim relaxing against her. And there was that heart-stopping smile again. Shego smiled in return and loosened her grip, brushing Kim's hair aside and kissing her shoulder, tasting the sweat from their battle. A soft moan greeted her attention as Kim melted in her arms, her hands caressing their way down Kim's sides. She cupped Kim's breasts, the feel of rock hard nipples beneath silken fabric greeting her palms. Desire, want and need flared as tender skin beckoned, her teeth raking along Kim's neck as Kim's hands gripped her backside, fingers digging in hard.

"You like to be held? Restrained? As I have my way with you?" Shego rasped.

"Gods yes!" Kim gasped, grabbing one of Shego's hands. She guided it to the slit in the side of her dress, then beneath her underwear, throwing back her head as Shego's fingers delved into the wetness beyond.

Shego held Kim tight, fingers stroking, the apartment echoing to the soft moans and breathy exclamations of her lover. She was lightheaded after their fight, unsurprised when she felt Kim tense in her arms, knowing she was already close. She tightened her grip, and increased her fingers pace to match the urgency in Kim's body. No teasing this time, needing to feel it all. And as Kim arched back against her, she sank her teeth into Kim's neck, Kim gasping as she came in Shego's arms.

It was beautiful and wonderful and Shego never wanted it to end.

"That was–" Kim mumbled.

"Yeah…" Shego replied, her face buried in the soft strands of Kim's hair. She smiled and gently kissed her way along Kim's shoulder, pausing at an annoying strap. "Dress?" she murmured, an obstacle that had to go.

Kim shook her head and turned in Shego's arms, both of them very much the worse for wear after their battle. A tender kiss left them both wincing. Kim smiled, Shego smiling in return. Kim kissed her again. Pleasure and pain, warmth and need, blood and sweat all there as Shego melted on the inside as well as on the outside. The kiss quickly turned passionate as Kim's hands curled in her hair. And then she was supporting all of Kim's weight as Kim jumped into her arms, Kim's legs wrapping around her waist. Kim tugged on her lip and then moved down to her neck, and oh was she going to have a glorious hickey to show for it.

"I want you!" Kim whispered, huskily.

Shego nodded in agreement and looked around the ruined apartment, her bedroom so far away. Kim followed her gaze and shook her head, then she switched their positions and pushed Shego against the wall, holding her there with just a look. Shego suppressed a moan as Kim dropped to her knees, pulling down her panties as she went.

This is really happening, Shego thought, as Kim positioned herself between her legs. If I breathe, blink, or say anything, she might stop. She might–

Shego shivered and closed her eyes, the soft touches of Kim's lips like bolts of lightning along her inner thighs. On edge and on fire, the tender kisses worked their way up to where she wanted them the most, her entire being now focused on the girl between her legs.

Ohh!

Kim was inexperienced, that was expected.

OH!

However…

"Kimmie!"

Kim always learned very, very quickly.

"Oh– Oh God!" Shego moaned as the sensations went from zero to a hundred in a heartbeat. She grabbed Kim and tried to hold on, but the girl of her dreams was eating her out. Low, deep and dangerous, her climax built gloriously fast, Kim's devilish tongue starting an avalanche that could not be denied. She arched back and gripped Kim tight as green fire flared under her skin, her orgasm slamming into her, punching through her gut and up into her brain.

Ohh God, oh God, oh God, she thought, weakly.

She was trembling, spots flashing before her eyes, but she eventually caught her breath, her heartbeat thundering away in her ears. Or was it Kim's. She didn't know or care.

"Kimmie…" she mumbled, stroking Kim's hair.

"Mmm," Kim replied, her head resting against Shego's thigh.

The sight of Kim on her knees had always been a trigger, but now it was an entirely different beast. A thrill ran through her as she took Kim's chin, touching the wetness on those dimpled cheeks …proud to know it was hers. She let out a breathy moan as Kim licked her lips, mesmerized as Kim devoured everything she had given.

"I've never had… You know, multiple?" Kim said, stroking Shego's backside.

Shego had no time to think before Kim leaned back in, Kim's perfect little tongue knowing just what to do.

"Ki-Kimeee!" Shego moaned, hunching over. "Nooo!"

She needed Kim to stop. Needed her to keep going. Silently cursing her body's superhuman constitution as she grabbed Kim's head and pulled her closer, locking her knees as her legs threatened to give way.

"Mmmm… Don't– Too muuuuuch!" she managed to get out.

She collapsed back against the wall as her complaints fell on deaf ears, Kim's tongue touching her soul. Everything became too hot as she fought to breath, her throaty, animalistic moans lost in her cresting orgasm. She writhed helplessly against Kim, that sublime tongue becoming more insistent as they locked eyes, drowning in them. And then, inevitably, as every muscle tightened, her orgasm washed over her.

I can't– I need– she thought, lightheaded and needing to sit.

"I think… more?" Kim murmured, almost to herself.

Shego barely had time to shake her head before Kim once again leaned back in. She let out a helpless moan that quickly descended into a dirge of tortured ecstasy, no strength left to resist. And then Kim's fingers became involved, so tentative yet dexterous as they moved inside her. She opened and closed her mouth as she was gently fucked, no sound coming out. Shudders of pleasure wracked her body as she grasped the wall on either side of her, paint and wood blackening under her Glow. Time lost all meaning and, inevitably, Kim's assault became too much. A ragged whimper erupted from her throat as everything turned dizzyingly wet, her climax overtaking her, shaking the breath from her lungs.

She collapsed as her legs gave out, but Kim was there to catch her and gently lower her to the ground.

Everythin' I dreamed of, Shego thought as she sat there in a puddle of blissful happiness, Kim snuggled up against her. She felt so weak and drained, yet alive and full of energy at the same time. She buried her face in Kim's hair and breathed in deep. Simply relishing the scent and the warmth of Kim's skin, and the silkyness of that damnable dress.

"I… just wanted our first time to be special, you know?" Kim said, breaking the silence.

Shego heard the uncertainty in Kim's voice, and that was hardly surprising. Kim had made a life changing decision and had dived in head first, making it all the more special and perfect.

"S'was perfect," Shego mumbled, struggling with words let alone a sentence.

She felt the compliment hit home, Kim's hands once again exploring her body. She weakly tried to sit up, gave up, and cupped Kim's cheek, a smile greeting her.

"Though, 'm payin' you back, once can move," Shego said.

"Can't wait!" Kim replied, beaming at her.

"Noh what I meant–"

She was silenced as Kim kissed her, Kim quickly straddling her waist. She lost what little breath she had left as she tasted herself on Kim's lips, their tongues dancing together as pulses of green fire rushed along her veins.

"Bed?" Kim suggested as they came up for air.

"Bed!" Shego agreed, stroking Kim's cheek. "But gimmie a minute, legs still not workin'."

Kim sat back looking thoughtful, the cutest little furrow on her brow.

"What? No. Hey!" Shego exclaimed as she was picked up bridal style.

"Do you want payback or not?" Kim queried.

"Well, doy!"

"Then let's go!" Kim said, striding across the room.

Shego glared at Kim, achieving nothing. Though deep down she grudgingly acknowledged it was quite romantic as she was carried across the threshold to her bedroom.

"I should still burn yer ass for this!" Shego muttered.

"I thought we'd save the kinky stuff for later?" Kim replied, kicking the door shut with her heel.

~o0o~

Shego woke ever so slowly, a smile on her lips. She was wonderfully naked, no sheet covering her, the air-conditioning running and the bedroom curtains drawn against the sun. She lay there in blissful happiness, her thoughts of last night more dreamlike than real in her current state. It had been perfect. All was perfect. Then she stretched.

Ow!

She gingerly straightened a leg, muscles she didn't even know she had complaining.

She broke me.

Kim had eagerly succumbed to her glowing fingers, but had bounced back each and every time to devour her in every possible way. Kim an energizer bunny with bottomless reserves of energy. Whether riding Shego's face or bent in half with Shego's mouth between her legs, Kim had always wanted more, to do more, their erotic acrobatics increasing as the night went on.

She actually broke me.

The thought of getting out of bed made her curl up inside.

I shouldn't have mentioned my sex toys, that was a mistake. Curiosity may have killed the cat, but Kimmie's curiosity got me well and truly fucked.

Still, she smiled, licking her lips and tasting Kim. Her nose twitching because she smelt like sex, as did everything else. It quickened her pulse as she reached for Kim, her questing hand coming up empty.

Um?

Opening her eyes, she found herself alone on the bed, no sign of Kim.

Where…?

She gingerly lifted her head, no sign of Kim. So she took the time to survey the sexy fallout in her bedroom. A lone pillow survived on the bed, the rest of the sheets and pillows strewn across the floor. The mirror on her dresser was shattered, its chair in pieces, and one of the doors to her walk-in closet was hanging off its hinges, the other on the floor. And all around cracks and burnt holes in the walls … when the bed had not been enough.

S'good night… she thought happily, tilting her head as she heard some muted singing coming from behind the bathroom door. She's up and showered? I'm meant to be the super powered one here. Curiosity satisfied, she gratefully rested her head back on her pillow, too sore to get up and too awake to go back to sleep. I'm in no fit shape to fool around, and I can only imagine what Kimmie's like. So we'll order in, watch movies, rest and recuperate for today, so we can get back to the fun stuff tomorrow.

She looked up as the bathroom door opened, Kim stepping out.

Ohh… wow…

Kim was freshly showered with a towel wrapped around her hair – and wearing nothing else. It was certainly a breathtaking start to the day. Shego openly admired Kim's breasts and perfectly smooth mound, but then her conscience kicked in as she took in all the ugly bruises covering Kim's body. There were even a few bandages and Band-Aids here and there, yet Kim was smiling and softly humming to herself.

Yeah, we're definitely taking it easy for a few days, Shego thought.

She silently watched Kim disappear back into the bathroom, Kim returning with a few freshly cleaned sex toys.

"Hey! You're awake?" Kim said, noticing Shego's attentive gaze.

"And you're up early?" Shego said, her voice seriously croaky.

"Yeah… I was just–" Kim replied, glancing at the items she was holding. She blushed as she deposed them on the end of the mattress, climbing onto the bed and sitting next to Shego.

"You were saying?" Shego asked, loving the way Kim's blush travelled down her neck and across her chest.

"I was just getting everything ready for when you woke up," Kim replied. "So we can, you know?"

"Kimmie, it's okay to say 'fuck' when you're my girlfriend."

"Yeah, you're my girlfriend," Kim replied, her blush deepening as she dropped her head.

"Never change."

"Too late."

"You know what I mean."

"I do," Kim replied, leaning in for a kiss. "But I'm not the only one who's changed. You're now dating a Global Justice Officer."

Shego's eyes went wide, the fallout of her desires hitting home.

"You're worth it!" Shego stated. "And when we're better, you're going to put on the uniform and then I'm gonna show you what I truly think of Global Justice."

"Kinky."

"Also, and this is important, awake or asleep, public or in private, you can do what you want to me when you want, girlfriend's orders!"

"Sir! Yes, sir!" Kim replied, throwing her a playful salute. "So…?" she asked, scooting closer.

"But, don't you want to take it easy for today?"

"We could," Kim replied, her fingers caressing their way down Shego's back. "But I'm just following orders," she whispered, nibbling Shego's ear.

Shego's body responded on its own, her legs moving apart.

Shower, sheets, injuries, she thought, trying to voice the many reasons why they should wait. But Kim's fingers found their mark, delving into the budding wetness beyond.

I'm so dead!

~o0o~ ~o0o~ ~o0o~

Normally when I write a Kim and Shego story and they finally end up together, that's where I wrap it up. But this time I decided to jump out of my comfort zone and keep going. So when Kim says, "Why don't we find out together?" Instead of finishing it, I kept writing. Thus you got my second attempt at a 'hopefully' sexy fight scene.