Hey, me again, though who else could it be? =)

I'm going to come right out and apologize for not updating when I said I would. It's January 19th as of this writing, and I said I would have it up on the 4th, sorry. But I have a perfectly acceptable reason/excuse for this! You see, I totally forgot that I had to apply for University, and well the deadline, January 13th was creeping up. And being the forgetful lout that I am, I hadn't even decided which university to apply to, much less the program and what I wanted my career to be.

So I had to dig deep within and find out my true passions and what not. But then I was told that if I wanted to go in that direction that I'd have to foot the bill myself. So I had to decide on another career. Anyways, after I applied and everything, I turned my attention back towards this fic, but I realised that I did not have any idea of how to go about writing a lemon, so I read a few, and hopefully this will be up to your expectations. Let me know in the review if this was erotic enough or if it turned you on. The parts you liked or didn't like. You will review won't you? I hope you do!

Previously:

And then-!

Chapter 4

Lost Lesbian Love...Found!

And then Betty made the first move, crashing her lips into Shego's.

It was a rough kiss, teeth clashed against each other, bit at the others lips.

Lips that parted.

Tongues that snaked and wrestled.

But it was theirs.

An intense fervour, the heat that was embers in Shego's absence flared to life in Betty, and the viciousness of her kiss proved that. The lonlieness she had felt when Shego had left, and the anger at not being contacted, fueled her desire, and lust.

Reluctantly Betty lifted herself from that treasure in order to breathe. Both gasped for air, their chests heaving, hitting each others with every intake, causing little tendrils of pleasure to course through them as their nipples rubbed against the fabric that seperated them.

Fabric that was soon to disappear.

Grabbing her by the collar Betty pulled her into another fierce kiss. While their tongues were occupied, Betty's hands were snaking up Shego's shirt, while Shego's hands were travelling down Betty's back. Reaching that plump ass Shego, caressed it once, twice, and then squeezed with both hands, forcing Betty to arch her back as a mewl of pleasure escaped her lips, bringing their pelvises together. And a groan of content escaped them both.

Shego sat up, bringing Betty into her lap and raised her arms, the shirt was quickly discarded, and her breasts bounced free. Her stiff emerald nipples betraying her excitement.

Betty rocked back and forth, grinding her sex against Shego through her clothes, and grabbed those mounds of glorious flesh in front of her. Wasting no time, she attacked the peak of one with her mouth, lips fastening on that gem, while the other rolled between two deft fingers. Circling the aerole with her tongue, she let her teeth graze Shego's nipple eliciting a harsh grunt.

While Betty played with her breasts, Shego was removing the skirt that Betty wore. And threw it in some corner, and slipped her hands inside Betty's panties, her fingers probing for that sweet flower as they had many times in the past. She caressed those nether lips, slipping her finger in between and rubbing. Then, all of a sudden, forcing two fingers into Betty's centre, thumb rubbing her clit. The stimulation was too much, Betty came with a moan and a splash.

In the warmth of orgasm, Betty remembered the last time they had made love? Or was it just fucking? She couldn't tell with Shego, she had never been able to see what drove the woman, and probably never would.

It was dark, and it was raining. Shego was walking through an alley in the same town. Her booze bottle in hand, she took a swig and staggered, her shoulder thumping against the rough wall of the alley. From the wall she fell to her hands and knees. Luckily the alley had been cleaned earlier in the day and the rain washed away any remaining muck. Unfortunately this meant that the puddle underneath Shego was clear enough for a reflection to appear.

Instead of the calm, cool, and collected face that Shego usually portrayed, her green eyes were rimmed red, and the tears migled with the rain on her face. 'Pathetic...' she thought, slashing the water with her hand falling to the side of the alley, back against the wall. Who knows how long she sat there, in her drunken haze, listening to the rain falling pitter patter all around and on her. Some time afterwards, she registered through the fog that covered her mind that the rain was no longer falling on her. And that a voice was calling out to her.

She looked up through half closed eyes, "Betty?" and was caught in an embrace. Those arms clutched her tightly, as if she would slip away. And the rain was subsiding, it was still dark. But those arms stayed there, locked around her. More than that, she was pulled against that body, as though Betty was trying to pull her inside of herself.

In the dark, Betty planted a sloppy kiss on her. Lips sliding because of the rain. With a heave Betty pulled her up, and they staggered, the both of them, out of the alley. The next thing Shego knew was that she was being stripped, in a bedroom somewhere. And was lain down carefully, like a china doll, on a mattress. And then pleasure. Little rivulets of pleasure, running through out her body. Twisting, twining, entwining sensations. From the ministrations that Betty was providing, those masterful fingers, and delectable lips and viscious tongue, she felt pleasure like no other.

And all this through the mind numbing fog of alcohol.

Those sensations of pleasure became too much. Her body was played like an instrument, and the music was in acrescendo. And with a cymbals clash, her entire body shuddered, convulsed, her head thrown back, her back arched, thrusting her heaving breasts into the air and groin into Betty's face, her toes curled. And suspended like this, in the throes of her orgasm, for several moments was Shego.

Her body went slack, as she took deep breaths to stablise her pounding heart.

With a grunt she reversed positions, Betty below her, she quickly tore off the clothes, leaving them underneath Betty. Planting a kiss on Betty, her hands roamed, carresing the sides, the hips, nails leaving slight marks whereever they went. She moved her head lower, sucking on the pulsating point in the hollow of Betty's throat until an angry red mark appeared.

Sweeping her tongue from side to side, she reached those breasts, and with a hand on each, went licking and sucking in the valley of those mountains. Lashing out with her tongue, she flicked one nipple while grazing the other with the tips of her long nails. Hands kept kneading that juicy flesh,

Lower and lower she moved her head, her tongue never leaving Betty's body. Bypassing her sex, she set upon licking, and sucking and biting her way down those long lithe legs until she reached the foot, of the bed, and her lover. Taking the largest toe in her mouth, she started sucking, swirling her tongue around, and heighting the sensations of pleasure that ran through Betty's body. She took the next two in her mouth as well, repeating the process. Delving her tongue in between the fingers rubbing against the outer lips of Betty's sex. She made her way up Betty's other leg, until she reached that most holy junction where she circled the outsdie with her tongue. And then with a swift lick from bottom to top she unleashed a whip of pleasure that ran its course through out Betty. Squirming her tongue through the folds, she penetrated, her nose nuzzling the button of flesh at the top. Soon after, her fingers joined her tongue, and it was too much for Betty to handle.

The combination of the events of that day were too much. And soon both of them fell asleep. Shego's nuzzling, however, sent quiet jolts of pleasure throughout the night.

The first of many orgasms they would experience that morning.

And there it is! The first lesbian lemon that I've ever written! I really hope some of you guys review this and tell me how it went. I'm not very good at this thing apparently, so any tips or suggestions would help a lot. I mean it.

I tried something different with the flashback, let me know what you think of it, and please don't say that it was strange, or weird, because I know that it was both. Genuine comments will be appreciated! Other comments will be too, but not as much.