Bonnie hated when her lover was like this, which was why she used to plead with her not to go. Yes, she, Bonnie Rockwaller, used to plead. She was almost always close to getting down on her hands and knees and begging her not to go, but she always held off. She needed to have some respect and dignity. Besides, she did not want to end up making her choose. After all, what if she chose to leave? Bonnie was certain that she would die.
Bonnie stared at her lover, which she meant in every sense of the word, and wondered why she had to love that girl. It was not something that she would trade for the world, but why did it have to be her? Someone that was so kind and giving was also someone that was hurting her just by looking that way. Someone that hurt her just by going out and not doing something. Sometimes, she wondered if her lover would feel better if she did go out, be deceitful, and get what she so desired. Maybe if her lover felt better, she would feel better too, regardless of what it was that would bring her lover happiness.
It was not like Bonnie was being cheated on, not in anyway that could be helped anyway. Maybe she was being cheated on spiritually or emotionally in someway, she considered. Her lover could not feel the same way about her as she did about her lover. It just could not be possible because if her lover felt the same way, then she would never go out and then she would never come back in as she was.
Bonnie looked over at her lover, who was still holding that pose that would have been erotic in any other situation. Kim Possible, the love of Bonnie’s life, was standing on their deck outside in the backyard with her leg in the air, above her head. She had been standing like that for nearly an hour.
It was a normal drill after she came in from her weekly practice. Kim would come in as silent as the grave and go right to their deck. She would do all sorts of katas and then hold a series of poses. She would be out there for hours in any weather and Bonnie knew it was not really for practicing.
Kim was looking to calm herself down after her weekly outside practice. She was more than likely frustrated; that was what her body language said anyway. She never spoke to Bonnie until she was done with her routine. It was like she was drowning out the world, looking to stop her own undoubted torment and causing Bonnie to ache in the process.
The tanned female doubted that Kim knew that she was in agony whenever the routine went on because if Kim knew, she would try to change it. That was the way Kim was. She was loving and tender and never wanted to cause pain, especially to Bonnie. She went out of her way to prove that Bonnie was special to her and that she would always protect Bonnie.
So, if she knew that she was hurting Bonnie, she definitely would have tried to change in some manner to end the suffering. She would have tried to hide her own torture so much better to make sure that Bonnie did not have to worry about her. She hated it when Bonnie worried about her. Her selflessness was one of the things Bonnie loved about Kim.
Times like now, Bonnie wished that she was still the way that she had been in high school, if only to make Kim feel how she felt. But, that did not even matter because she knew that Kim was hurting too. At least back then, she would have been able to pretend to be all right, just like she had pretended with everything else back then. She had hid her attraction so well back then, but now, she was so obviously, hopelessly in love with Kim that it was impossible to do anything else than what she was doing now, which was sitting on the sofa and wondering why she was not good enough for Kim.
Kim was all Bonnie wanted and needed. Kim was her everything, so why could she not be the same for the redhead? It was not fair. She sometimes told herself that it could not be helped. If Kim could love her the same way, then she would, so it obviously could not be helped. But, she did not believe that all of time.
She did not believe that Kim would give things up for her even if she could. She could see it in her eyes that Kim wanted things the way were, even if it meant pushing her control to the limits and tearing herself apart at the same time. Kim desired that pain rather than being without it. So, she probably desired the cause of the pain to make the ache go away. After all, no sane person enjoyed such utter suffering and distress. But then again, Kim could not actually be totally sane considering how she lived her life.
Bonnie glanced at the love of her life again. Her love. She wished that she could take that sting away. It was things like that that let her know that she truly did love Kim. The fact that she wanted to help the redhead in someway rather than just go about her life told her that loved Kim more than she had any other person in her life.
What was that saying again, she asked herself. Right, if you love something, let it go. Was that what she needed to do? Would that take the agony out of Kim’s eyes, stance, and motion? Bonnie knew that such a thing would only add to her pain and misery, but at least her beloved would feel better.
The tanned woman climbed to her feet, practically shaking as she did so. She was about to release her entire world and she would be left all alone. She was about to let go of the person that encouraged her to follow her own path rather than try to be like her siblings. She was about to let go of the person that made her believe that she could be anything, including a lawyer, which she was. She was about to let go of the person that pushed her to work hard and be everything that she could be. She was about to let go of the one person on the planet that believed in her. But, she owed it to Kim to do what she was going to do.
Kim had done nothing but push her forward, even when they were cheerleading rivals. Kim gave her someone to be like and to improve herself. When they became a couple, Kim was the one that made sure that she did not give up on anything that she really wanted. She would have been so lost without the eccentric redhead, drowning in a misery that she would have created for herself trying to be like others to make people like her. Kim was the reason that she was everything that she was today, so she needed to give Kim something back. It was the least she could do.
Bonnie walked out onto the deck and noticed how cold it. Had she known the temperature, she would not have said anything because she knew that Kim would not listen to reason. The most she would have done was gone to the closet and removed a jacket, which she would have placed on Kim’s shoulders. The redhead would not have noticed until she was about to come in because that was what always happened. The gesture would have earned Bonnie a gentle kiss as thanks, though.
“Kim,” Bonnie said.
The martial artist opened her eyes and turned her attention to her girlfriend. For a moment, she would not have thought anything of Bonnie’s presence. She would have considered that her lover just wanted to tell her that dinner was ready or something like that, but she almost immediately noticed that her girlfriend was trembling and she doubted it was from the weather since Bonnie was standing in the doorway, so she was still getting warmth from inside the house.
“Is something wrong?” Kim asked.
Bonnie bit her lip. She could not believe how terrible it felt on the inside to say what she was about to say. God, it hurt a thousand times more than what she was going through with watching Kim out on the deck. She needed courage to say what she wanted to and it seemed that she lacked that virtue when in the presence of her lover.
“Bonnie, you okay?” the slender redhead asked in that beautiful concerned tone that she had.
Oh, it was a special thing to have Kim Possible personally worry about her, Bonnie thought. She recognized how great her girlfriend was and how lucky she was to be with someone like Kim. She wished that it all did not have to come to an end.
“Kim…you know…you can be with her if you want to,” Bonnie finally managed to choke out.
“Huh?” Kim inquired in a confused tone.
“You can be with her if you want. You don’t have to stay with me,” the aqua-eyed woman explained.
“I can be with her?” Kim echoed.
“I know you love her and I won’t hold you back anymore. You can be with her like you want to. You don’t have to stay with me anymore if you don’t love me,” the tanned female practically blurted out.
The redhead looked utterly bewildered with what her lover was saying. Why would she not love Bonnie? Where was her girlfriend getting such loopy ideas from?
“Bonnie,” Kim sighed.
“Don’t lie. You know you love her. Go be with her,” Bonnie seemed to order.
“Are you going to force me to go be with her?” Kim asked curiously because of the tone.
“Don’t play around. You know you love her and you don’t love me. Go be with her and stop torturing yourself like you are,” Bonnie stated as water welled up in her turquoise eyes. It hurt so much to say those words, but she wanted Kim to be happy and she knew that being with her was not going to do it.
Kim wondered where her lover was getting such words from her. She wondered how Bonnie knew that she loved someone else. But, she also wondered why Bonnie seemed to think that she was doing her a favor by ordering to go be with the other person. She would not be happy either way. She would never be able to stop torturing herself.
“Bonnie,” Kim sighed again.
“Go,” Bonnie commanded with tears falling down her face.
“Baby,” Kim said when she saw the tears.
The redhead finally dropped her leg and she marched over to Bonnie. She embraced Bonnie with those strong, reassuring arms of hers and held Bonnie with all the care that one would hold an egg to avoid breaking it. She placed gentle, loving kisses on Bonnie’s cheek and neck.
“No, just go,” Bonnie ordered while struggling in vain to get out of her girlfriend’s grip.
“Why are you acting this way?” Kim inquired.
“Because I know you love her. I’ve known for a while now. Just go be with her. Go!” the tanned woman said as her simple tears turned to sobs. She broke down in Kim’s arms while still trying to force Kim away from her.
“Bonnie,” the slim hero sighed.
“Don’t try to lie to me either, Possible. Just go!”
“I won’t lie to you, Bonnie. I do love her,” Kim admitted and Bonnie sobbed louder at the confession. Kim tightened her embrace, trying to be reassuring with her hold. “But, I love you too.”
“No, you don’t,” Bonnie muttered and she shook her head in Kim’s shoulder.
“Yes, I do. I love you too and I’m not going anywhere,” the redhead vowed.
“No…” Bonnie muttered.
Kim decided not to argue. She could not remember the last time that she won a serious argument against Bonnie and she was not about to try her luck at such an important time. She lifted her aqua-eyed lover into her arms and carried her back into the house. Bonnie continued to weep into her shoulder, which she did not mind.
Kim did hate to see Bonnie in so much agony. She wished that she had hid her emotions better. She wished that she never let Bonnie see that she loved someone else. But, it was like she said, she still loved Bonnie too and she was not going anywhere.
The redhead went to the sofa, which was where she laid Bonnie down on her back. Bonnie turned away, ashamed that she was actually crying like some rejected teenager. Kim leaned down and turned Bonnie’s face back to her. She then placed a tender, but passionate kiss on Bonnie’s lips.
“Who loves you?” Kim inquired in a whisper as she broke the kiss, which lasted almost a half-minute. Bonnie did not respond, so Kim repeated her actions and then she repeated her question. “Who loves you?” she asked again in the same tone, but more forcefully. Bonnie still did not respond. Kim kissed her again and began caressing her thigh with one hand. “Who loves you?” Kim now demanded to know.
“You do,” Bonnie answered in a low tone.
“You know I do,” the redhead stated and she leaned down for another kiss, which Bonnie returned. Kim’s hands began to work Bonnie out of her clothes to help remind her just how much she was loved. “Who loves you?” she asked again, just to make sure that Bonnie knew.
“You do,” Bonnie hissed as she arched into Kim’s touch as her pants were removed; she had been dressed in her house clothes of plain sweatpants and a tee-shirt.
“You know I do. And I always will. Remember that and never question it,” Kim ordered.
Surprisingly enough, Kim was the more dominate one in the relationship. Sure, she often lost arguments to Bonnie, but most of the time, when she wanted something done, Bonnie would do it. Bonnie enjoyed doing things for her, which would probably surprise damn near everyone that they went to high school with. Bonnie was like that because she wanted to make sure that Kim understood that she loved her, even if she was always so antagonistic when they were outside. She wanted Kim to know that she loved her and that she wanted them to be together always and forever.
“But, you said you love her too,” Bonnie pointed out.
“I know. I love both of you,” Kim replied.
“How can you love both of us?”
“Because I can do anything.”
Bonnie only nodded. So, that was why Kim was always so hurt. It was not that she was not loved, but that Kim was in love with two women. How could she take that pain away then? Would Kim ache forever?
“Kim!” Bonnie hissed as the redhead began stroking her. She lost her train of thought and could only focus on the pleasure that Kim was giving her.
(New day)
Kim watched her stretch, as she did every time they met in a lot underneath a bridge. She looked as good as always, maybe even better recently. Recently meaning the past year or so. Maybe she was better now than she was back then because she got more practice at things.
“You see something you like, Possible?” Shego asked in her usual teasing tone, which snapped Kim out of her daze.
“I see something I’d like to knock down a few pegs like I did last week,” Kim replied.
Shego only laughed. She hopped to her feet once she was done stretching and she watched Kim finish up her stretching. It was time for their weekly routine. They were going to fight until one of them dropped, as they always did. It always took a few hours, some days more than others. It was the only time that they saw each other now.
A little over a year ago, something happened that changed everything. Drakken had been working on a new dooms’ day device, hoping to get the world to bow to him. He must have made a critical mistake because the machine exploded and blow the entire lair to kingdom come, Drakken included. She heard that the only thing that they found of him were a few fingers.
She had been lucky only because she had her powers and she had not been near the machine. She had been injured badly in the blast, enough to where she was so pissed that if Drakken had not died in the damn meltdown, she would have killed him. It was that day that she vowed to never be around such a reckless, crazy genius again. So, she pretty much quit being a mercenary and that was made easier by the whole world assuming that she died with Drakken since they found a large pool of what they identified as her blood. Since they only found a few of Drakken’s fingers, they figured that a pool of blood was as good as any indicator that she was dead.
Shego now made her money as a street fighter for the most part. She participated in a lot of underground tournaments. To hide her identity, she often wore a mask of some kind while fighting. She liked the idea of being dead to the world; it would get people to leave her alone and after nearly being killed, all she wanted was to be left alone. She even stopped stealing things because she did not want anyone to recognize her style and it just seemed like too much trouble at the moment.
All she really wanted out of life now, aside for not being bothered, was her weekly fight with Kim. It was a frustrating thing for the both of them, but they so looked forward to it. It was a strange thing to be hurt by the one thing that they enjoyed, battling each other. Maybe they were both being nostalgic, they considered, longing for simpler times, but they knew that was not the case.
They yearned for things that only they could provide for each other and they seemed to get that best when their minds were in sync with their bodies to the highest degree and their bodies were moving together in their violent dance. It was then that they connected spiritually and somehow the whole world ceased to exist. There was only them and their wordless communication, telling each other everything that they needed to know.
“You know, you talk a lot of shit for someone that lost last week,” Shego commented.
“Stop living in the past,” Kim replied.
“You’re about to be living on the ground,” the pale woman remarked.
“Bring on it.”
The former villainess smirked and did not hesitate to go at Kim. It was like back then when she was the bad guy and Kim was out to save the world. Of course, Kim was still out to save the world, just not from her. She supposed that out of everything on the planet, only Kim would remain the same until the day that she died.
Shego went after Kim with some slash moves; she still had her clawed gloves. Kim avoided the strikes by flipping backwards. She then countered with a kick, which Shego blocked with her forearm.
“You use the same moves all the time,” the redheaded hero taunted her opponent.
“Because these are the moves that kick your ass,” Shego replied with a smirk.
Kim was always glad for the friendly match with Shego. She remembered back when she thought that Shego died and the odd way that it made her feel. She felt sad, of course, but it was much deeper than that. It felt like she had lost part of herself and then one day, Shego just showed up in front of her. She had acted impulsively and hugged the pale woman the moment that she recognized her, which had surprised Shego to say the least.
Out of all of the people on the planet, Shego had to see Kim. She missed the little redhead for some reason that she had not been able to explain. It was just that not being able to see Kim or interact with the petite hero made everything seem off. It was like she might as well have died that day if she could not go back and forth with Kim. Kim had been the highlight of her villain career because Kim offered an actual challenge to her that she had not had in her life. Meeting Kim made going evil worth it.
The pale woman went at the hero with a series of hand strikes. All of which Kim agilely slipped by, but she was losing her ground. She had to counter, which she did. She ducked down and went into a spin of sweep kicks, hoping to take Shego’s legs out from under her, but the raven-haired woman backed away from all of the kicks.
“You should just give up, Princess. You already know the outcome,” Shego remarked as she got away.
“I know, which is why I won’t give up,” Kim replied.
Shego smirked. She guessed that it was going to be another long day, not that she minded. She looked forward to days where she and Kim just went at it from noon to night; Kim was the same. Shego thought that those were perfect days.
The pair went back and forth with each other. Attacking, mostly for Shego, and counterattacking, mostly for Kim. They dodged kicks and punches and tried to come up with new ways to go at each other. They knew that the winner of their matches was always the one that could come up with the most surprises. They never won in one big move. It was always a series of moves that wore the other one down that won the match. That was one of the reasons they enjoyed battling each other.
They were constantly forcing each other to think on their feet and they were keeping their minds sharp. They were always seeing things from new angles, which made them better martial artists and it also helped them in fights against other people. Against each other, they learned what worked and what did not work without the threat of being critically injured or killed.
They worked against each other for hours, as usual. They did not care about the weather; it was cold now, enough for most people to not even think about going outside, but they would be there no matter how cold it was. They went at each other no matter what outside was like. It could be raining, snowing, hailing, or burning hot and they would still meet each other to do battle. The weather disappeared once they got started as far as they were concerned. The world disappeared as far as they were concerned.
Shego eventually pinned Kim against a wall. Their bodies pressed against each other and Shego stared into Kim’s olive eyes. She got lost in those leaf-colored pools and then leaned down. Kim knew what was coming and did nothing about it. Shego kissed her and she kissed back.
The kiss was almost like a fight to them. It was sensual, but soul searing at the same time. It was beautiful, but rough. It wanted to be more than it was, though.
“Sorry,” Shego said most insincerely as she pulled away for much needed air. If she was truly sorry, she would not have done it for the umpteenth time.
“It’s all right,” Kim replied.
“It’s all right?” Shego echoed. That was new. Usually, she got silence for her false apology. She also did not always get such a great response from the redhead when she kissed her.
“At least, I think it’s all right,” Kim replied. Bonnie had said that she wanted the olive-eyed hero to be happy, even if that meant being with Shego. She believed that she would be happy if she could be with Shego.
Kim knew that every week she would get to see a woman that she loved, but was not allowed to express that in any way because she was in a relationship. She knew that she loved Shego because of what went through her when she thought that Shego died. She did not know when she came to love Shego, but she knew that she did. But, she also loved Bonnie, just as she said she did. She loved them both, but she could only have one. Or that was what she thought.
Bonnie had given her permission to be with Shego. But, she was not sure if Bonnie meant that. It might have been something said just to make Kim feel better since it seemed she was always noticeable miserable after she returned from her day with Shego. She was always so down because she was reminded every week that she loved someone that she could not have beyond the sparring match that they had, not that Shego seemed to follow that much since she occasionally kissed Kim.
Shego could not help herself. She was attracted to Kim. The small hero made her feel alive. Kim confirmed her existence for her. It was an incredible feeling and that was why she had to see Kim after the world thought that she died. She needed to know that she was alive and seeing Kim did that for her.
“Shego,” Kim said.
“What, Princess?” Shego inquired.
“Will you come home with me?” the redhead requested.
“What about the little woman?” the former villainess asked.
“I think it’s okay,” Kim replied.
“But, you don’t know. Aren’t you taking a big risk?”
“Isn’t what life is all about?” Kim countered and Shego could not argue that point. Although the pale woman did think that there was a difference between taking a chance and putting a loaded gun to her head, which she thought that Kim was doing if she showed up at her house with another woman, even though she loved Bonnie.
Shego knew that Kim loved Bonnie. They had gone through it the first few times that she kissed Kim. She supposed that she had come to accept that somewhat, which was due to the fact that she knew that some part of Kim Possible exclusively belonged to her. There was a reason that Kim always showed up for their weekly appointments and stayed until Shego decided that it was time for them to leave. A part of Kim was made only for her, so she would always have Kim.
“Bonnie,” Kim called as she opened the door to their house.
“Yeah?” Bonnie asked as she poked her head out of the kitchen. She was a bit stunned that Kim was speaking to her after her weekly workout. It was a first time thing.
And then Bonnie caught sight of who was with her lover. Kim was standing next to Shego. Bonnie looked both wounded and infuriated at the same time.
“What is she doing here?” Bonnie demanded to know. And it would seem that Kim shot herself with the loaded gun, Shego mentally commented.
“Baby, calm down,” Kim said as she marched over to Bonnie.
She backed Bonnie into the kitchen, out of view. Shego did not mind much. She shut the door and then looked around to see what kind of place Kim had going for her.
“What is she doing here?” Bonnie inquired once again; it was like venom was dripping from her words.
“You said it was okay,” the olive-eyed female pointed out.
“I said it was okay for you to be with her, not bring your whore into our home,” Bonnie replied.
“Hey, Shego is not mine or anyone else’s whore. She’s not a whore at all, so don’t talk about her like that,” Kim ordered.
“Oh, excuse the fuck out of me,” Bonnie huffed. She could not believe that she was being scolded because she had insulted her lover’s…whatever the hell Shego was.
“Baby, you said I could be with her. I just wanted to see if you meant it or if that was just words. If you didn’t mean it, I’ll tell her to go and that I’ll see her next week like always. We can go back to how everything was before,” the redhead promised.
Bonnie wanted so badly to tell Kim that she wanted Shego to go. She did not want to look at that woman. But, that would only mean that she lied to Kim and that she really did not want Kim to be happy in life. It seemed so harsh. How could she not want her beloved to be happy?
“Why am I not good enough?” Bonnie asked in a low, sorrowful tone. She both hated and enjoyed that she got to be pathetic in Kim’s presence. It was a nice break than having to be the strong, super, extra go-hard bitch that she was to everyone else, but one day, she feared that Kim might grow tired of the pitiful act. Not that Kim ever seemed to mind. In fact, she seemed to like being able to cuddle and cradle Bonnie.
“Don’t talk like that. You are good enough,” Kim replied.
“Why can’t you only love me, like I only love you?” the turquoise-eyed woman inquired.
“I didn’t mean for this to happen. I can’t help it. But, it doesn’t make me love you any less. It doesn’t make me feel any differently toward you and it doesn’t make me want to leave you. You know I love you,” Kim insisted sincerely.
Bonnie nodded and swallowed a lump in her throat. She still did not feel good enough. There was something that she could not provide her beloved with, but Shego could. She could not make Kim happy, but Shego could. It was not fair. She wanted nothing more than to be able to make her beloved as happy as the redhead made her.
“Now, do you want her to leave?” the hero asked.
“How long is she going to be here?” Bonnie countered.
“I don’t know. Shego’s the type that comes and goes as she pleases.”
“She’s not going to be living here, right?”
Kim shrugged because she did not know. She and Shego had not discussed anything beyond Shego just coming to the house. Technically, the pale woman was homeless. She stayed in a series of hotels because she wanted to keep moving. She did not want someone to track her down or stumble across her to find out that she was alive. She had not said anything about wanting to live with them, though.
“Kim,” Bonnie said in a stern tone because she did not like that shrug answer. If Shego was going to be living with them, did that mean that Kim would be sleeping with Shego too?
“I just told her to come here. We didn’t talk about if she would live here or something like that. I wouldn’t just bring someone home to stay without talking about it with you. I’m not that inconsiderate, am I?” Kim inquired curiously.
“No,” the brunette woman answered.
“Look, Bonnie, really, if you’re not comfortable with this, I’ll tell Shego that I made a mistake and she’ll leave,” the redhead promised.
Bonnie bit her lip. She was not very comfortable with any of what was happening. She wanted to be in a somewhat normal relationship, just her and Kim. They were a couple and that was normal, but now Kim was bringing Shego into the mix and throwing things off. She did not want to turn Kim down, though because she knew that it would bring terrible agony to the redhead.
“I’ll try,” Bonnie whispered.
“You will?” Kim asked with some hope in her voice.
“Yeah, I’ll try.”
Kim smiled and she leaned in to give Bonnie an appreciative kiss. Bonnie could tell from the feel of the kiss that she had done the best thing for her lover. She could not believe it, but she was about to feed and entertain the other love of her girlfriend. She must have been crazy, she concluded.
Kim exited the kitchen and returned to Shego to let her know that it was all right for her to stay. The pale woman shrugged, as if she did not care, but she was secretly pleased that she was somewhat welcomed. Now, she could see what was so special about Bonnie and why her Princess stayed with that woman instead of running away with her.
“I guess we can eat,” Bonnie announced while sticking her head out of the kitchen again.
“Bonnie is a great cook,” Kim informed Shego.
“I’ll bet I’m better,” the ex-villainess remarked.
“Be nice,” Kim ordered.
“I didn’t agree to that,” Shego replied.
“Shego, please, be nice. This is really tough on Bonnie, but she promised to try. I want you to try too. Please,” the redhead implored the pale woman.
Shego sucked her teeth. “Fine, Princess. I’ll try,” she vowed in a flippant tone that would have alarmed anyone that knew her, but Kim knew that Shego’s word was good enough when it came to her.
Kim led her guest to the dining room and they sat down at the small, dark wooden table. Bonnie served dinner and it was clear from her body movement that she was not very pleased with what was going on, especially when she saw that Shego had taken her seat, which was right next to Kim.
Their table was set up where the seat at the head of the table and the one to the right side were very close. It was like that so Bonnie and Kim could be close to each other while having meals and they could touch each other if the urge overcame them, which it often did. Bonnie liked being able to put her hand on Kim’s knee, assuring herself that Kim was there for her.
Bonnie was not deterred, even if Shego was in her seat. She merely took another chair and moved it to the right side of the table. She sat down at Kim’s side. She gave Shego a look that claimed Kim and ordered Shego to back the hell off. The moss-hued former thief only smirked.
“So, what do you two crazy kids do for fun around here?” Shego asked to make small talk as she looked down at the meal. It looked good, she would silently admit that. It was baked chicken with yellow rice and broccoli. When she tasted it, she had to concede that Bonnie could cook her ass off.
“Nothing you’re interesting in,” Bonnie replied, hoping that it would help get the green-skinned woman out of her home sooner.
“You’d be surprised what interests me,” Shego commented as if she was teasing the chef.
“I’m sure I wouldn’t,” the tanned female said.
The pale woman only smirked. Well, she could see a little as to why her Princess was with Bonnie. She seemed to be a strong-willed female that did not want to be pushed around and did not take any mess. At least her Princess had halfway decent taste in women.
Bonnie and Shego continued trying to gauge the other through out dinner. Kim knew better than to get in the way. She actually felt that the more they went back and forth, the better things would be. They were women that fed off of argument and conflict, after all. All of them were like that, so if they were being hostile toward each other, the redhead took that as getting along the only way that they knew how.
Bonnie was trying to figure out what Shego offered her beloved that she could not provide. The only thing that she could come up with was the fact that Shego was someone for Kim to physically fight with. Was that such a big deal? Did martial arts mean so much to Kim?
Shego, on the other hand, could not figure out why Kim would love and stay with Bonnie rather than run around with her. She supposed that parts of Kim that she ignored liked being domestic and stable. The slender adventurer more than likely enjoyed coming in from a hard day of doing God-only-knows-what to find dinner being prepared for her and things of that nature. Was that such a grand feeling that Kim would stay with Bonnie? Was that what she could not measure up to?
It seemed that they both were going to try to learn what it was that neither of them had to offer and why Kim claimed to love them both. Shego began coming around the house daily and Bonnie never objected to it, but she was never happy to see the pale woman. They constantly argued with each other and Kim made sure to stay out of things. In fact, Kim’s most frequently used gesture when all three of them were in the house was to hold her hands up in defeat to show that she was neutral.
With Shego coming by everyday, she and Kim did get to spar a lot more, which they liked. They usually worked when Bonnie was at work, not because they did not want Bonnie to see them getting along, but because they did not have anything to do in the morning. Sparring was their favorite way to kill time.
Kim had her mornings opened, not to mention most of the day unless she got called out on a mission, because she was a freelance photographer. She typically took pictures when she was out on missions because she could get very unique shots of people or scenes or just about anything like that and she was a hot commodity with magazines, galleries, and museums because of that. She loved her work too, so that made things even better.
Kim and Shego often got caught in romantic moments while sparring. Shego often stole kisses while they were going back and forth because it was hard for her to get any when Bonnie was around. The aqua-eyed female was often on Kim like a vice when she was in the house, trying to keep the Big-bad Shego away from her little Kimmie. It would have been amusing if it was not so frustrating for Shego.
Bonnie hated coming home and finding the emerald-eyed ex-thief there, going at it with Kim in the backyard or on occasion, finding the two curled up on the sofa watching television. Damn that, how dare they sit there like she did not exist? Shego dared act like Kim was solely hers. No, it was not that type of party.
Whenever Bonnie came home, she would greet Kim with a deep kiss, right in front of Shego’s face. Every now and then Shego would retaliate. She would wait for Bonnie to finish and before Bonnie had a chance to say anything bitchy, Shego would grab Kim and kiss her in a manner that Bonnie decided “would make a whore blush.” Shego could give less than a damn about what Bonnie had to say and just made sure to leave Kim breathless.
An unwritten rule in the house since Shego started showing up was that Kim could not initiate any intimate or romantic actions when all three of them were in the house. She could not cuddle, hug, heavily defend, and damn sure could not kiss either of the ladies. Bonnie and Shego could do damn near anything they wanted to Kim, short of screwing her right in front of the other. As crazy as it all sounded, it seemed to work for them for the moment.
(New day)
“Shego, why don’t you get off of your lazy ass and do something for once?” Bonnie barked at the green-skinned female.
“Because I’m not your fucking maid,” Shego replied.
The two were home alone. Kim had gone out to set up a showing of some of her photos in a gallery and she pled with Shego to not kill Bonnie while she was gone. She then pled with Bonnie to not call the cops on Shego. They both agreed in dismissive tones, but Kim knew that was good enough; it was also the best that she would get out of them.
They had spent the afternoon going back and forth with each other. Bonnie always started things. Shego would have been happy to sit on the sofa and wait for her Princess to return while watching monster movies, but Bonnie could not let Shego be happy. It just was not in the cards.
“Why don’t you go home?” the brown-haired female huffed. “And stop eating in the fucking living room,” she added because Shego was eating popcorn that she knew she was going to have vacuum up later.
“Shut the fuck up. Do you have an ‘off’ switch or something?” the pale woman remarked.
“I will not shut up. You’re in my fucking house. Why don’t you go the fuck home?” Bonnie repeated. God, Kim was not around, so Shego should just get the fuck out.
“Why don’t you get out of my ass? I’m sitting here, not bothering anybody. Are you always this bitchy or am I just this lucky to receive special treatment?” the former villainess inquired.
“You’re just this damn annoying.”
“How am I annoying? I’m not doing shit.”
“You’re breathing my fucking air, that’s enough in my book.”
“Then go the fuck outside,” Shego quipped.
“Just get the hell out. You don’t do anything around here, but mooch off of us. You’re just a fucking pest,” Bonnie declared.
“Look who’s talking. What do you want a fucking medal for actually keeping your house clean?”
“No, I want you to get the hell out, though.”
They would have kept on in that manner, but they heard the door open. They looked at each other and then made a dash toward the door as if they were both four years old. Bonnie shoved Shego into the wall when it seemed like Shego was going to make it to the door first. Bonnie threw herself into Kim’s arms before the redhead even got the chance to shut the door.
“Baby,” Bonnie practically purred and then she leaned in for a deep, long, passionate kiss.
Shego looked on as she climbed to her feet. If Bonnie was anyone else, even Kim…maybe especially Kim, Shego would kicked her feet out from under her for such a move. But, since Bonnie was who she was, namely Kim’s beloved, she was saved. The only thing that Shego could take from the situation was that Bonnie was a sneaky little thing and things like that were all right by her. She was still pissed, though.
After spending so much time around Bonnie, especially when Kim occasionally left them alone, Shego was pretty sure that she hated the tanned bitch. Bonnie was always on her case about something, speaking to her as if she was some bratty child. Most of the time, she really wished that Bonnie would just shut the fuck up. It was terribly irksome.
“All right, all right. Break it up, you two,” Shego said to be annoying and she actually went and separated the couple.
“Hey!” Bonnie barked.
“My turn,” Shego commented and she leaned down to top Bonnie’s pathetic kiss…well, it was pathetic in Shego’s opinion. She kissed the redhead for almost a minute.
Kim had to be careful when she was getting affection from Bonnie or Shego with the other around. One moan and the argument would be hours long. One involuntarily movement, like wrapping her arms around one of them, and World War III could start. It was a bit nerve wrecking, but she really enjoyed being around both her loved ones despite the rules and control that she had to show.
Both Bonnie and Shego noticed that Kim was happy with the situation, even though it was odd. Kim never had those moments that Bonnie still remembered vividly. The redhead just did not have those silent, melancholic times that used to kill Bonnie as she watched her lover go through all of her martial arts katas and practice stances. The redhead smiled a lot more too.
Bonnie was not upset or jealous over the fact that Kim smiled so much more now that Shego was around. It was because the smiles were not just for Shego. The smiles were for Bonnie too and for the situation altogether. Kim was just content with life now, which made Bonnie and Shego content in return, but that did not mean that they had to get along.
“Okay, enough of that!” Bonnie hollered and she tried to pull Shego and Kim apart.
The pale woman was trying her best not to budge, but the redhead stepped out of her grip. Kim was not looking to upset Bonnie by seeming to give Shego more attention. The green-skinned woman frowned since the kiss was ended and Bonnie attached herself to Kim’s arm, as she tended to do when they were all in the house.
“So, what happened at the gallery?” Bonnie inquired.
“Everything’s set up and my pictures are there to be looked at,” Kim replied.
“That’s great,” Bonnie said, which caused Shego to roll her eyes.
While Bonnie genuinely cared about Kim’s career as a photographer, Shego could care less than nothing about it. Shego thought that Kim needed to make money off of her fighting because that was what she was great at and it was fun. Bonnie thought that the martial arts was sort of a waste of time because it did not pay the bills. In fact, it just put her lover in danger, which she disliked. At least photography was safe.
“Also, going there, I get to find out that I sold a photo, so I can take you two out for dinner,” Kim announced.
“How about you take me and we drop her in a lake on the way?” Shego suggested with a taunting smirk.
“Shego,” Kim scolded the pale female.
“It’s just a thought,” Shego replied.
“Here’s a thought, why don’t you go home?” Bonnie huffed. God, she was not even going to be able to enjoy a rare night out with her lover because Shego was going to have to come.
Kim was proud of herself to be able to take both Bonnie and Shego out. Being a freelance photographer made good money sporadic more often than not. She liked being able to treat them to something considering everything that they did for her, like cooking or sparring. Just being there for her and tolerating each other for her made her wish that she could do so much more for them.
The trio went out to a decent restaurant. Bonnie and Shego got along somewhat, namely they did not argue very loudly. Kim only watched them as they went back and forth with each other. Sometimes, the petite hero thought that they even forgot that she was there when they argued with each other. They thrived off of conflict like plants off of sunlight. They liked going at each other verbally, even if they did not want to believe it.
Shego offered Bonnie something that Kim just could not come up with and that was a real argument. Every time Bonnie had a snap, Shego was able to bite back. Their arguments were eternal because of that and they both enjoyed it, even if they liked to pretend that it bothered them. They were not pretending very well in their lover’s opinion.
In return, Bonnie came up with something for Shego that Kim could not, which was also a real argument. Shego and Kim teased and taunted each other. They were playful with each other. Their arguments were like fights with water guns while Shego’s arguments with Bonnie were like fights with laser cannons and bazookas. They enjoyed that and that was why they always went at each other, why they could not ignore each other.
Kim really did not mind that sometimes her lovers focused on each other more than they did on her. She wanted them to be comfortable around each other. She wanted them to get along the best way that they could because she wanted them all to stay together. So far, it seemed to be working out.
(New day)
“Hey, where’s my Princess?” Shego inquired as she entered the house. Bonnie had answered the door, even though she knew who was knocking. She told herself that she answered because if she did not do so, Shego would just break in.
“My baby got called out for a mission,” the aqua-eyed female replied.
“Aw, now that’s no fun. It means I got to spend my time with you until she gets back. When’d she leave?” the pale woman inquired.
“This morning.”
“Ah, she should be back soon then,” Shego commented with a shrug and she strolled into the living room.
“So, why don’t you come back?” Bonnie suggested in a huffy tone.
“I couldn’t be here getting on your nerves if I do that, doy,” Shego replied.
Bonnie frowned and the moss-hued ex-thief went to the sofa. She flopped down and started watching television. She and Bonnie got into their usual arguments until Bonnie suddenly withdrew. Shego did not think anything of it until she noticed that it was dark outside. She looked at the time.
“Where is little Kimmie?” Shego wondered.
The pale woman pondered the location of her Princess for a while and then she wondered what happened to Bonnie. She got up from the sofa and wandered into the dining room where she located Bonnie going through the liquor cabinet.
“What are you doing, hothead?” Shego inquired.
“Are you that stupid or blind? What does it look like I’m doing?” Bonnie replied. “Where the hell is the coconut rum?” she muttered.
“You’re serious, huh?”
“Look, I don’t need you bugging me right now.”
“What’s wrong? You’ve had enough of your own shit?” the former villainess teased.
“Leave me the fuck alone!” Bonnie hollered, which stunned Shego. Her raw voice was new.
“What’s the matter? You worried about Kimmie? Don’t worry about her. She can do anything, after all,” Shego said, not just for Bonnie, but to remind herself too. Hey, she had been in the house for twelve hours and they had not heard from Kim.
“I’ll worry all I want,” Bonnie huffed as she finally found her prize. “You want a drink?” she offered.
Shego glanced at the clock. “Yeah,” she agreed.
Bonnie mixed them both a drink. They sat down at the table and wasted no time downing the liquor. The brown-haired female made them some more drinks and they downed those too. The tanned woman then just fixed them a third each.
“Shego…” Bonnie said in a low tone.
“Yeah?” the raven-haired woman replied.
“Do you love her?” Bonnie inquired.
“Who?” Shego asked. Apparently, the liquor was starting to get to her since it was obvious whom it was that Bonnie meant.
“Kim. Do you love her?”
“’Course I do. That’s my Princess and she has been for a long time now. She’s been my Princess before I even knew she was.”
“Do you love her more than me?” Bonnie asked curiously. Obviously, the liquor was beginning to hit her too with the questions that she was allowing to leave her mouth.
The pale woman eyed Bonnie for a moment as if she was pondering the answer to that question. It was hard to think about how she would answer it because of the alcohol that was buzzing her mind. Did she love Kim more than Bonnie? She would like to believe that she did.
“Kim doesn’t think so,” the green-skinned female replied.
“Yeah. She’s great, isn’t she?” Bonnie commented.
“Yeah,” Shego agreed in a lazy drawl.
Bonnie smiled a bit. Kim had to be great since they were willing to share her like they were. They were willing to let her be with another woman just as long as they got to be with her. They had to love her something fierce; they had to love her with same intensity that kept a star burning.
“Shego, did you have sex with Kim before you came here?” Bonnie asked curiously.
The moss-hued female laughed a bit, as if the question was a for-real joke. “I haven’t had sex with her yet,” she admitted.
Bonnie was stunned, even through her tipsy state of mind. Shego had not had sex with Kim yet? It was unbelievable. The way that Shego kissed Kim, it led Bonnie to believe that they fucked like animals when she was not around. She had been too scared to ask Kim about it, though.
“She thinks you’re not ready for that,” Shego added.
Wow, Kim was holding off having sex with Shego because of her; Bonnie was flattered by that. See, their lover was great. She was so considerate. God, they hoped that she was all right considering the fact that they had not heard anything from her for over twelve hours.
Bonnie did not get much of a chance to think on it, but she was shocked that Shego was still around, even though she was not sleeping with Kim. It seemed that the pale woman really did care about Kim. It was not just some physical attraction, but something was keeping Shego around, even though she was not getting laid.
“She really loves you,” Shego muttered.
“She loves you too, though,” Bonnie said.
“She loves you more. She cares about what you think more,” the pale woman commented. To her, that had to be the truth. Kim held off on things with her because of how Bonnie might feel about things. It did not seem to matter how she felt. It was always Bonnie, Bonnie, Bonnie.
“No, she loves you more. It hurts her so much to not be able to be with you completely,” the tanned female objected.
They had a drunken argument about who Kim loved more. When it was all said and done, though, the most they could figure out was that Kim cared about both of them. They were not sure if she favored one above the other, so they would not mind taking her word on it that she just loved them. It was not more or less. It was just love, eternal and vast.
“You know, I can see why she loves you. You’re just what she needs. Someone stable and willing to look after her to make sure she doesn’t get too caught up in doing anything and everything,” Shego commented. It might be worth mentioning that she was on her fifth drink then and Bonnie was making them strong.
“I can see why she loves you. You’re pretty much just like her. You can do all of that crazy stuff with her. I mean, I can’t keep her company by doing martial arts or if she wants to go bungee jumping or something crazy like that, but you can. You can keep her life interesting and she likes that,” Bonnie replied. She was also on her fifth drink and since she was lighter in weight compared to Shego, it was hitting Bonnie a bit harder.
“But, she needs someone like you. Someone that can civilize the wild child that I like being around.”
“I guess. I miss her. I want her to come home. Do you think she’s okay?”
“Yeah, she fine. That’s my Princess, after all,” Shego said.
“My baby,” Bonnie sort of corrected. She sounded more like she was adding to what Shego said and not countering it.
Shego only held up her glass and nodded to that. Maybe she was agreeing or maybe she was conceding. She was not too sure and neither was Bonnie.
Kim came into the house, holding her left shoulder. She was silent as she came in and shut the door. She did not want to wake Bonnie up if she was sleeping. She knew that sometimes Bonnie tried to wait up for her. She planned to stroll to the kitchen to fill her empty belly, but as she passed through the dining room, she noticed both of her lovers out at the table.
The redhead was stunned to see Shego and Bonnie sleeping so close to each other at the table. She smiled a bit and went to the linen closet. She grabbed two blankets and limped back to the dining room. She put a blanket over each of them and then went to the kitchen. She began fixing a sandwich and she tried to be as quiet as possible, but the small noises caught Shego’s attention.
The pale woman groaned a bit as she stirred. Her head was killing her, but she ignored that. She focused on the noise that disturbed her and then noticed the blanket that was over her. She glanced at Bonnie and saw that she was knocked out and also covered with a blanket. She added that to the noises that she was hearing and concluded one thing.
“Kimmie,” Shego breathed and she climbed to her feet.
The green-skinned woman took the blanket off of her and draped it over the chair. She stumbled into the kitchen, her mind hazy from alcohol and sleep. She spotted Kim by the kitchen counter and then she noticed the redhead’s appearance. Kim looked like she had been in a gladiatorial battle.
“Princess, are you all right?” Shego inquired as she marched up to the redhead and collected her in her arms. Kim hissed in pain.
“I’m fine,” the hero replied.
“You look like crap. Are you really all right?”
“I’m all right. I just got kicked around a little more than usual. I did win, though,” Kim answered with a small smile.
“How are you feeling?”
“Just a little hungry,” Kim answered.
Shego nodded and she walked out of the kitchen. She went back to the dining room and shoved Bonnie. The tanned female shot up, awake.
“What the hell?” Bonnie said in a groggy tone.
“Kimmie’s back. I think she’s hurt up some. Look, I’ll take a look at her wounds and you make some breakfast since she’s hungry,” Shego stated.
“Huh? Okay,” Bonnie agreed with a yawn.
The raven-haired female went back to the kitchen and grabbed Kim, who had been about to bite into her sandwich. She let out a whine as she dropped the sandwich and Shego carried her to the living room. She even reached out for her sandwich, but the ex-sidekick continued taking her away from the food. Shego gently placed Kim down on the sofa.
“What are you doing?” Kim asked.
“Take off your shirt and show me everything,” Shego ordered.
“Isn’t too early for this?” the olive-eyed female remarked with a half-smile to make light of her appearance.
“I’m going to work on your wounds, you mook,” the pale woman explained. She was not looking to play around in case her Princess was seriously injured, even if she did not want to admit it.
Kim did not put up much of an argument, just enough to get Shego heated. The green-skinned woman did take care of Kim’s wounds, which did need some looking at, even though the battered hero tried to insist otherwise. She was not hurt too badly, but she had some cuts deep enough that needed attention.
As soon as Shego was done with things, Bonnie announced that breakfast was ready. They all sat down at the table and had a relatively quiet breakfast. They all actually retired to bed afterwards. All three of them shared the bed, but when they woke up, it was back to business as usual.
Shego and Bonnie went back to getting on each other’s nerves and arguing, although they could not be as loud as they usually were because they were still feeling the affects of their drinking. They remembered their conversation from last night, but they decided to ignore what they had done. It was not like they bonded and they were not friends.
Yet, every time that Kim had a mission and was out too late in their opinions, the pair found themselves back at that table with drinks in their hands. They would discuss Kim and their relationships with her. Every now and then they would let it slip that they were worried about her. Rarely, they even admitted that they sort of liked each other, which Kim had guessed long ago.
When the olive-eyed hero came in from missions, Shego and Bonnie took turns as to who would care for Kim and who would handle breakfast or dinner depending on the time. Those breakfasts or dinners were always the calmest meals that they had together and then they always retired to the bed together. Fireworks never happened until they were all well rested.
(New day)
Kim was sleeping on her side with Bonnie at her back and Shego at her front. Bonnie had an arm around Kim and Shego had an arm around Kim. Their arms were touching because they both were on Kim’s waist.
Shego stirred first and smiled a bit at the sight that she got to wake up to. Her life the past few months with Kim and Bonnie had actually been as good as she could remember for a long time, even with Bonnie’s constant bitching. Despite the fact that Bonnie got on her nerves, the tanned female always fed her when she cooked, Bonnie never made any real move to throw her out of the house, even though she yelled about it all of the time, and Bonnie tolerated her presence despite the fact that she was Kim’s other girlfriend. Bonnie was a lot cooler than she acted.
The pale woman moved her hand that she had around Kim and noticed how close it was to Bonnie’s arm. She curiously ran a finger down the tanned limb. Bonnie’s skin was soft, softer than Kim’s, which Shego had not thought was possible.
Shego then moved her hand to Kim’s face and she caressed Kim’s cheek. She could not believe that she was sharing her Princess and she really did not mind. She had not minded before, but now, after spending so much time in the house with Kim and Bonnie, she was content with everything that she had in life, including Bonnie.
She supposed that she liked Bonnie. There was something about the shark-like female that had gotten under her skin, something similar to what Kim had done. By the time she realized it, it was too late to stop it. Bonnie got her blood boiling, which was something that Kim did too. It seemed to be the best way to be endearing toward her.
Shego was pulled from her thoughts as Kim began to wake up. The redhead leaned into Shego’s hand, which was still caressing her cheek. The older female leaned down and placed a small kiss on Kim’s lips, which made her open her olive eyes.
“Good morning,” the petite adventurer muttered as Shego pulled back just enough to let the redhead talk.
“Yeah, it will be if your banshee stays asleep and I get to have my way with you,” Shego commented.
“You’re so bad,” Kim teased with a small smile.
“You’re such a tease,” Shego countered and leaned in for another kiss, deeper than the first.
Shego tried pulling Kim closer to her, but she did not want to wake Bonnie or they would have to get into their morning routine. As much as she enjoyed tearing into Bonnie verbally, right now she just wanted to enjoy Kim. She reached down and pulled Kim’s leg over her hip and ran her fingers along the underside of Kim’s barely clothed leg; the redhead was wearing cut-off sweat shorts. The curious fingers made their way from the leg to the inside of the shorts.
“Shego,” Kim hissed quietly.
“I want you like she gets to have you,” Shego whispered.
“I know.”
“If this is all fair and equal, I should get to have you like this,” the pale woman reasoned.
Kim agreed with that, but it was hard to argue that fact with Bonnie. She doubted that things would go over well if Bonnie woke up to find where Shego’s fingers were. It might be even worse because Kim was subconsciously rolling her hips into those intrusive fingers.
Kim then froze as she felt Bonnie moving against her back. Bonnie cuddled up to her shoulder blade and tightened her arm around Kim’s waist. The redhead stopped breathing, thinking that Bonnie might be aware of what was going on.
“Kim,” Bonnie whispered and her hand began drifting. Kim could guess where that hand was going and she could only wonder what the hell were the odds of both of her lovers waking up amorous.
“Oh, god,” Kim gasped as Bonnie’s hand disappeared into her shorts.
“What the hell?” Shego growled as she noticed what Bonnie was doing. Damn it, could she just not have her moment? She reached over and shoved Bonnie, which woke the tanned woman up completely.
“What the hell?” Bonnie demanded to know.
“Hey, I was here first,” Shego stated.
“What?” Bonnie inquired.
“Move your fucking hand. I was here first,” the pale woman ordered.
“What the hell? You better not be touching my baby,” Bonnie said.
“I am touching my Princess and I was here first, so move your fucking hand,” Shego commanded.
Kim sighed as the argument raged on. It would seem that she was not going to get any attention from either of them, so she removed both of their hands and then sat up. They stopped yelling immediately as they watched Kim crawl out of bed.
“Princess, where are you going?” Shego demanded to know.
“I’m going to take a shower,” Kim answered.
“No, you’re not,” Shego said.
The pale woman got out of the bed and grabbed the retreating redhead. She forced Kim back on to the bed and crawled on top of the smaller female. She pinned Kim to the area by straddling her waist.
“What are you doing?” Bonnie now demanded to know, speaking to Shego.
“It’s only fair for me to have her in the same way that you do. Now, excuse me while I screw Kimmie’s brains out,” the green-skinned female replied.
“No!” Bonnie objected.
“Yes. Look, with the way this is worked out, this is only fair. You can’t have more of her than I do. It’s an equal deal, so stop being such a baby about things. Do you think I throw a fucking tantrum when you sleep with her?” Shego inquired.
“Shego,” Kim said.
“No, no, no. Let’s just get straight because she needs to get over this. I’m here to stay, she’s here to stay, and you’re here to stay. Deal with it, Bonnie,” Shego huffed.
Bonnie seemed speechless for a moment. Shego had a lot of good points. This was pretty much what she agreed to. She had silently yielded that she and Shego would share Kim because it would make Kim happy and it did do that. Bonnie frowned as she came to that conclusion.
The tanned female was not upset with the idea of Shego sleeping with Kim, which she thought that she should be. She was actually upset that Shego had beaten her in an argument. The pale woman infuriated her because of her ability to keep arguing and sometimes win. But, it was entertaining too. If Shego was not around, more often than not, Bonnie would be bored. She would waste her time watching television. She would probably drink more when Kim was out on missions if it was not for Shego because the pale woman offered up conversation in between drinks.
Since Bonnie was quiet, Shego decided to get what she thought was owed to her. She leaned down and kissed Kim, who returned the kiss, but watched Bonnie for a reaction. From what Kim could tell Bonnie was not furious with what was happening, so she focused her attention more on the kiss.
Shego was only egged on as Kim returned the kiss with as much heat as she was dishing out. The pale woman reached down and lifted off Kim’s lilac-colored camisole. They halted the kiss just enough time to be rid of the shirt. As the kiss was resumed, hotter than ever, Shego began to explore the sea that had once been forbidden to her.
Kim let out small mewing sounds as amatory fingers lightly danced across her torso. They started out teasing, taunting, almost punishing, as if to scold her for not letting them touch her sooner. They gradually became more lustful and Shego moved on from kissing Kim’s mouth to her neck. She was going to work her way down.
Bonnie could not believe that everything was happening while she was still sitting in the bed. She was hardly inches away from what was happening and all she could do was watch. All she wanted to do was watch. She realized that she was a voyeur and she did not give a damn. There was something amazing about watching what was going on, even if it was her girlfriend. It seemed that because it was her girlfriend that made things better.
Bonnie could not help herself, she began touching her breasts as she watched Shego pay homage to Kim’s own breasts with her mouth and hands. The redhead reached up and began to return the favor, massaging Shego. Soon everyone in the room was making some kind of noise because of the pleasure.
Kim eventually worked Shego out of the black tee-shirt that she was wearing. Shego then went to remove the redhead’s troublesome shorts and her own shorts. Kim loudly moaned as Shego rolled her hips forward. The sound made Bonnie moan too.
Bonnie handled herself while Shego and Kim were together for the first time. Bonnie was unused to watching Kim writhe on the bottom and it was oddly fascinating. She was accustomed to seeing Kim in control, setting pace and rhythm.
Shego rode Kim long and hard, which was expected. When it was all said and done, everyone was panting and sweating. Kim turned her attention to Bonnie and then glanced at Shego.
“Go ahead,” Shego sighed.
Kim grabbed for Bonnie’s and pulled her down for a kiss. It seemed that everything was not said and done. Kim reached out to caress the tanned female and began crawling out from underneath Shego, which seemed to bother the green-skinned female. Of course, Shego could not be left out of the action. Kim took care of Bonnie while Shego took care of Kim again. And then Kim took care of Shego.
(New day)
Shego was lounging on the sofa and for once she was not getting her ear chewed off about it. Bonnie was sleeping and that was why Shego was not getting her daily dose of bitchery. As much as she liked going back and forth with Bonnie, she was glad for a quiet moment to enjoy a movie.
Shego was not the only one on the sofa. Kim was lying on her chest, using her as a pillow. Bonnie was using Kim in pretty much the same fashion. It seemed that they had both had a tough day. Kim was embracing Bonnie in her sleep and Bonnie was doing the same and also touching Shego because of that. The pale female did not mind Bonnie touching her and glanced down at them every now and then while caressing some part of Kim.
“This seems like it might actually work,” Shego muttered. Or so she hoped that it would work anyway. Things seemed to work between the three of them and they all did actually like the way things were. Surely, if they worked hard, they could all stay together.
This was supposed to be the end, but there’s probably another chapter on the way.