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Tales of Recovery	By : Bonniefan Category: Kim Possible > Het- Male/Female > Kim/Ron Views: 5820 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I don’t own, Disney does. Well folks, since I'm keeping my story Recovery rated T over at fanfiction.net, I figured I'd add some of the smuffier scenes here. This is the deleted scene from the treehouse incident in chapter 14 of Recovery, and it goes out to every single person who desperately begged to see it, especially Spectre666 and Commander Argus, who has been desperately looking forward to what will be a future chapter of this story. Enjoy!

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Tales of Recovery – The Treehouse

Ron glanced down at the message on his Kimmunicator, wondering for the hundredth time just what Kim had planned for tonight. She had been evasive ever since he had gotten back from Temple that morning, refusing to divulge any details. Now, he had this message telling him to meet her at the old tree house at eight.

He parked his scooter next to the tree, glancing upwards. Ron could barely make out a soft light emanating through the opening, and slowly made his way up the old boards that served as a ladder. Poking his head through the opening, he saw Kim lounging back on the couch, smiling serenely at him.

“You know KP, you probably shouldn’t have tried climbing up here yourself, it could…”

“Ron,” Kim glared a bit at him, “can we not bring that up right now?”

Ron winced, climbing up all the way. “Sorry KP, force of habit.” He quickly looked around the room, noting the lit candles and the faint scent of incense in the air. “Why did we come here anyways? Am I forgetting something?”

Kim smiled back seductively. “You didn’t forget a thing. I thought it was finally time we had some… private time, without any interference.”

Ron shrugged. “That would be nice, but we always get a call, or someone drops in, or everything else we can think of. I really doubt we’ll get the chance here.”

“Bonnie thought we’d have the whole night to ourselves here tonight.”

Ron’s eyes widened, the faintest hint of a grin crossing his face. “Bonnie… she said… no interruptions?”

“No interruptions.”

Ron’s face broke out into a full grin. “Booyah!”

Kim waggled a finger at him, motioning him to her while smiling brightly, and Ron didn't take any time at all in moving towards her. His lips met hers hungrily, their tongues dancing as months of pent up desire flooded through him. He moved slowly at first, still a bit unsure, both of himself and for Kim's sake. He wasn't all sure just how strong she was, recovering as she was from the long coma. But Kim's actions encouraged him, as her right hand trailed down his back, gripping him firmly.

With a sudden burst of surprising strength, Kim flipped him over on the couch, landing on top of him. Kim pulled away briefly, only to capture his earlobe between her teeth. Ron groaned in appreciation.

Kim's voice was breathy as she whispered in his ear between nibbles. "Your ears... there just so... lickable."

Ron shuddered beneath her at that statement, his hands sliding up and down her body. He barely noticed, but it didn't take long for the cool air to register on his chest that her was slowly losing his shirt. "KP... I..."

Kim placed a gentle finger on his lips, silencing him. Resuming her minstrations, Kim worked her way down from his ears to the nape of his neck, and then slowly began kissing his now exposed chest. She knew Ron didn't have a hairy chest, and was thankful, as she could take the time to enjoy what she was doing. Sure, she knew that Ron was the one obviously enjoying himself, but it gave Kim a thrill to know that she was the one causing it. She felt Ron shudder as she gently licked his nipple, and became bolder in her actions.

Her hand slid down to the front of his pants, something she had never really done before. Her hand slid under the waistband of his pants, and almost instantly could feel it. Ron jumped when she made contact, his eyes wide as he lifted his head to look up at her. "KP, you don't need to..."

"Ron, I want to. I'm not ready to go all the way, but that doesn't mean there aren't certain... things we can do in the meantime."

Kim's hand moved again, and she marveled at the firmness of it. Even through the material of his underwear, she could feel the heat it was radiating. Her finger stroked lightly over the exposed head, and she felt it skin to skin for the first time. It jumped at the attention. With her other hand, she slowly worked the button free of his pants, something that proved more difficult than she imagined it would be, considering how often the things fell down on their own all the time.

With the button free, her hand had more room to move, and she took full advantage of it. Her hand slowly moved up and down the shaft, her fingers sliding along it through the material of his shorts. Ron bucked beneath her, groaning, and Kim stifled a giggle. With her free hand, she started sliding his pants down, down until they reached the level of his knees.

Now Kim could see more of what she was working with. To her eyes, it looked huge, even bigger then the glimpses she had gotten of it when they had switched bodies a few years earlier. Her stroking continued, her fingers playing over the exposed head every time she reached the top. She looked over the tip, studying it. It looked just the littlest bit purple, and she could see the little hole on the end almost puckering back at her. Curious, she knew she had to see more.

Now she worked his shorts down, and she could feel Ron's eyes on her, questioningly, concerned. She however didn't meet that gaze, as her eyes were drawn wholly to what was being exposed. It popped free from his shorts like a spring, standing quickly at attention, and her hand quickly moved to recapture it.

Now she could really feel the heat emanating from it, could even feel the blood pulsing beneath her fingertips. She leaned in closer, her gaze traveling the veins up and down as her fingers continued their magic. Ron groaned loudly now as her fingers picked up speed, but Kim couldn't hear him, completely fascinated. She felt as if it was calling to her somehow, encouraging her, and she drew her head closer and closer.

Ron knew immediately when Kim placed her lips on the head by the sudden feel of warmth. It was all Ron could do not to scream out loud when Kim sucked lightly, and he felt the pressure within him exceed anything he had ever felt before. "KP... I..." Ron felt her pull back slightly, but it was far too late, as he felt himself erupt.

Kim watched in fascination, her hand still stroking him firmly, as Ron seem to explode right before her eyes. It jetted at least a foot in front of her, and she made sure it was aimed well aware from her. She watched as three, then four shots jetisoned forth, and smiled as she heard her boyfriend continue to moan. Finally, the stream slowed, becoming a trickle, and Kim watched that as well, not even stopping when that trickle began to coat her fingers.

Finally, almost reluctantly, she pulled her hand away, staring at her fingers as if they held the secret to life. Giving in to the curiosity, she brought one of her fingers up to her lips, savouring the taste. She expected it to taste weird or strange in someway. Instead, it didn't really taste like much, at least nothing she had ever tasted before. She looked up and saw Ron looking at her, smiling broadly, and she blushed as she realized what she had done.

"That was... was badical KP."

"Really?"

"Oh yeah." Ron sat up a bit, and Kim sat down next to him. His arms wrapped around her, holding her close. "That was just amazing. Now, I think it's time I returned the favour."

Kim shook her head, smiling. "You really don't have to. I think I got almost as much out of that as you did." Kim wasn't lying, as she could definitely feel the dampness between her legs.

Ron just shook his head, his smile one of lust. "Fair is fair KP."

His head shot forward quicker than Kim expected, his lips capturing hers quickly. She worried he might be put off tasting himself on her, but he showed no hesitation. His lips quickly moved down to the nape of her neck, while his fingers quickly moved to unbutton her blouse. His fingers fumbled with them, but his lips never strayed away from her neck as he traced feather light kisses up and down. He paused at his first glimpse of Kim's bra, noting with some amazement how the black contrasted against her skin.

Again, his hands moved, quickly shucking the rest of her shirt, tugging it just a bit too hard. Kim laughed, sitting up quickly to prevent Ron from tearing it, and as soon it it was clear, his lips returned to her skin. Now though, they had moved further south, turning their attentions to the top of her mounds. Kim sighed deeply, and it was obvious to Ron that Kim was excited, her nipples clearly poking through the thin material.

Ron's hands moved behind her back now, reaching for the clasp. His fingers fumbled for a moment, trying to figure out what his hands had found, and tried seperating the four clasp set-up that her found. His lips kept moving, but after about thirty seconds without much success, his lips slowed. Chewing his lower lips, he focused solely on removing the offending garment that was impeding him.

Kim just looked down at Ron and couldn't help but giggle. Ron was kneeling on the floor in fron of her, pants and shorts handing around his knees, while trying desperately to unclasp her bra. Ron looked up, looking a little offended. "You know, laughing doesn't exactly help here."

Kim pushed him back a bit, smiling. "Ron, get rid of your pants while I remove this."

Ron nodded eagerly, quickly falling onto his back and losing the pants in two seconds flat. When he rose back up, Kim was waiting for him, smiling at him while she held the bra straps behind her back. Slowly, teasingly, she pulled her hands forward, taunting him with minor glimpses of tantilizing flesh. Finally, with a flourish, Kim pulled the garment away, leaving herself exposed.

Ron sat gaping a moment, taking the sight in. Gingerly, he reached forward, cupping the small globes gently. His fingers run over her nipples, eliciting a groan from Kim, and he quickly moves his lips over the succulent buds. Kim arches up against him with the contact, and that just emboldens Ron further. Tentatively, his hand trails downward to the promised land, sliding under Kim's skirt. The heat is palpable, and like Kim, he marvels at the find. When he makes contact, that's all it takes for Kim to push her over the edge, her anticipation having been driven to heights she didn't think possible.

Kim bit her finger quickly to keep from screaming out as her orgasm washed over her. That didn't stop Ron though, as his finger pressed deeper against the material of her panties, enjoying the feel of her bucking beneath his touch. When Kim started to settle down, he smiled at her, taking one last look at her disheveled hair and blissful look, before moving downward.

He flipped her skirt up over her stomach, taking time to savour the black lace that hid that final treasure. His fingers moved slowly, gripping the waistband. With great but deliberate eagerness, Ron pulled them down, just enough to reveal that final treasure. He closed his eyes, breathing deep from the smell of her most recent excitement. He remembered some of the guys mentioning that it would smell like fish, but that was the furthest thing from what he was experiencing. Sure, it was a musky odour, but it was tinged with something more floral as well. He moved closer to his target, could feel Kim sqirming at the attention.

It was like nothing he had ever seen before. The red hair was trimmed, allowing Ron a full view of the soft, supple folds. His tongue moved forward eagerly, tasting her for the first time, and felt Kim clamp her legs around his head quickly. Knowing how much pleasure he was bringing her, he began lapping eagerly, paying particular attention to the little nub at the top, while working a finger into the moist folds.

Kim responded instantly to the contact, and she quickly grabbed a pillow out from under her to muffle the sounds she was making. She wasn't sure if it was Ron, the anticipation, or if she was just overly sensitive, but it didn't matter as she brought her free hand to Ron's head, getting a gentle grip on his hair, and pulling him in deeper.

Ron responded quickly to the unspoken demand, and took the nub into his mouth, sucking hard. That pushed Kim over the edge again, and she screamed at the ecstacy. Juices flowed like a river, and Ron lapped at them as if he hadn't had a drink in ages. Nary a drop reached the couch as Ron, his face covered, kept driving Kim higher and higher through her orgasm.

When he inserted a second finger, Kim knew that they would do this again, without question. Despite how wet she was, even two fingers filled her at the moment, and she wondered just how Ron would be able to sleep with her when the time came. But all thoughts were driven from her as Ron resumed sucking again, and Kim hit her peak for the third time in rapid succession.

Kim was gasping for breath when she finally came down, and didn't notice for a moment that Ron was no longer touching her. She raised her head weakly, smiling over at him, as he sat on the floor, that goofy grin on his face as he looked to her with such love that Kim felt her heart soar.

"KP... that... that..." Ron struggled for breath, even as little droplets of juices trailed down his chin."

Kim sat up as quickly as she could, which wasn't very fast at all, and pulled him onto the couch. "It's not quite over yet Ron."

Ron, head back on the couch, just smiled. "Well, I don't know if..."

Ron's voice trailed off as he felt a very new but unforgetable sensation, and his head shot forward to see Kim quickly engulfing his now renewed rod in her mouth. "Really KP, you don't have to, you already did once."

Kim stopped what she was doing, smiling up at him. "Well, I didn't get much time to enjoy it last time. Besides, I think I can do an even better job this time."

Ron's eyes widened at that statement, and Kim quickly returned to the task at hand. Her tongue played over the head, before moving slowly up and down the shaft. Always, she'd give the head a couple of flicks before pushing on back down, and Ron groaned his appreciation. When he was quite well lubricated, she returned her mouth to the head, and slowly engulfed him further.

Ron looked on in awe as inch by inch slowly disappeared into her pretty mouth, marveling at the sight. He wasn't sure how long he was, but he knew it was more than a mouthful, so when he felt the back of her throat rubbing the head, he thought she would pull back. Again, Ron was surprised as, with a little pop, he slid further until he was fully engulfed. Kim slid back slowly, gently sucking as she pulled away, only to slide back down quickly, repeating this over and over. Ron was in heaven!

Kim kept up the pace for a few minutes, actually enjoying herself. That was when she got an interesting idea. When Ron was fully embedded, Kim began to hum.

Ron was almost in convulsions at that move. His eyes locked onto Kim's, her eyes seeming to dance with amusement at his predicament. That was when Ron felt that telltale pull yet again. "KP... stop, I'm... I'm gonna..."

With Ron's pronouncement, Kim just sucked harder. She could feel him pulse in her mouth, and the first shot caught her at the back of the throat. Kim pulled it out a bit, allowing the second to pool in her mouth, savouring it less than a second before swallowing to allow room for the third and the fourth shots. Ron groaned loudly as she sucked lightly now, drawing it all out of him. When nothing further proved to be forthcoming, Kim fell back on the couch, savouring what she had collected one final time before swallowing it down, still surprised it didn't taste as bad as she thought it would.

Ron fell back on the couch against Kim, breathing heavily as he cuddled up behind her, kissing her softly on the neck. “That was… wow… I mean… wow…”

Kim arched back against him, feeling his bare chest press against her back. “That is definitely something we are going to have to do again. Though not that often, not if we want to wait for… everything, I mean. We did that all the time, and I don’t think we would hold out from making love anytime soon.”

Ron kissed her neck again, the smile the broadest it had been… ever. “I know, that was… wow…”

Kim giggled softly, turning to face him, feeling his arms wrap tightly around her. “Is that all you’re going to say? Maybe I burned out a few brain cells there along the way.”

“KP, you have to admit, that was wow worthy. I’d be screaming booyah to the heavens if I could get my breath back.”

Kim squeezed him gently, nuzzling closer. “You better not, or this private retreat will become very much public, and I really don’t want this to end right now.”

Ron’s eyes widened, as he looked down at her head, her face pressed against his neck. “You want to go again? I don’t think I have the energy right now! The mind is willing, but I don’t think the body can follow suit.”

She rolled her eyes as she lifted her head to look up at him. “I don’t mean that, I mean this, the cuddling, just holding you like this.”

Ron grinned as understanding set in, and he kissed her lightly on the nose. “That I can do KP, that I can do.”

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Author’s Notes - I can tell you now, there will be more of these, so I can keep my stories clean, at least somewhat. Doesn't mean I won't have smuff, but I won't shy away from putting the more graphic materials here for everyone. As for the next one... you'll have to stay tuned and keep reading Recovery at fanfiction dot net. Believe me, there will be more oppurtunities for stories to be shared here.
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