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Christenings	By : HundredEye Category: Kim Possible > AU/AR-Alternate Universe-Alternate Reality > Het- Male/Female Views: 7794 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Kim was certain she was the pure picture of beauty as she padded into the nearly empty kitchen of their new apartment. All she had on was a t-shirt, which thankfully was actually Rons, considering she had a thing about wandering around the home stark naked. She should have been rested, considering they had been in bed since around six o’clock the night before. The only thing is, they didn’t actually get to sleep until sometime in the wee hours of the morning. In six months since she had lost her virginity to Ron, she didn’t think she had ever had quite that much sex with him. She couldn’t complain, however. She was the one who dragged him into the bed, then proceeded to ride him like a champion cowgirl.

“Good God.” She muttered to herself, scratching her butt before she sat down at the card table that would serve them until they could claim their real furniture. “He can’t have a drop of fluid left in his body.” She scanned the counter, her face falling. “Oh snap! We don’t have a coffee maker!”

It started in the bed. They undressed each other, but in a turnabout in their usual script, she got on top of him. While they had been living with her Mom and Dad, she usually made love with a nightie on, or perhaps a t-shirt, sometimes a sports bra. It was nice to close the blinds, strip off all their clothes and just have at it on top of the covers, with no danger of anyone walking in on them or wondering about the loud breathing and vocalizations as their bodies experienced rapture.

When they finished, Ron got and evil little grin, sliding off the bed and pulling her along with him. The next thing she knew, he was unrolling one of their mission sleeping bags in the bottom of the walk-in closet, unzipping it and spreading it out. He closed the door, shutting them inside.

Having sex, on the floor, in a closet was a new thing to her, but that didn’t stop her from enjoying it. She was actually giggling as much as she was gasping, clutching him to her as they both came again.

Then it was the bathroom. First he put her up on the edge of the counter, pumping into her there. They finished that round in the bath tub, enjoying its size, though they didn’t bother running any water for that occasion. As he burst inside her for the third time that evening, she realized what he was trying to do.

The fourth go round was in the completely empty spare bedroom.

Kim called a halt to the ‘christening of the rooms’ at that point, taking them back to bed, where he tied his record of five times, though it took a good two hours more to accomplish that.

She leaned on her hand. All that was left was the hall, the den slash living room and…

…the kitchen.

That thought occurred to her as a large pair of hands started kneading her shoulders. Strangely, once his slightly sweaty scent hit her, she wanted him all over again. She didn’t care she must look a sight, with bags under her eyes and in desperate need of a shower. Turning around, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him, not paying any heed to the fact both of them needed to brush their teeth.

With a little hop, she popped up onto the kitchen counter, wrapping her legs around him. Ron was still naked, so all she had to do was hitch her t-shirt up, and it was off to the races. He pretty much had the same idea, but the counter was just a few inches too high for him to reach her without standing on his tiptoes. Ron was blessed…very blessed, but he was only just able to get his tip into her. Grasping her backside, he pulled her away from the countertop, holding her aloft as the rest of him drove deeply into her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held on for dear life.

There was a first time for everything, and it was the first time they made love standing up. Even though she was relatively light, it was still harder than it looked, with him supporting both their weights on his legs, all the while pumping furiously into her.

She eased the pulled herself up and off of him, putting her feet down and guiding him to one of the chairs. He was still standing at attention, the head glistening with the mixture of their juices. Pulling the t-shirt up over her head, she straddled him, taking him into her once more. This time she made him sit still while she rose and fell on him. From that position he was able to put his face first between her breasts, kissing her fiercely, then gently biting the nipples in turn. After a few minutes his hips started thrusting in time with her, and she could feel it about to start. There were certain cues that told her that he was almost ready himself and she quickened her pace. Just as her body arched in pure pleasure, she could feel him release inside of her, making her orgasm all the more intense.

It only took him fifteen minutes to be ready to go again. He threw her shirt down on the floor of the hallway and she sat down on it, pulling him down on top of her, opening her legs wide. Whoever said the missionary position was boring obviously did not like making love, or were just plain bad at it. Ron was good, very good, even though the only practice he ever had was with her.

Over those few short months they had lots of practice.

“One room to go.” She cooed as he lay on top of her, panting after another huge release.

“Might…have…to…wait…till…tonight.” He panted.

“Nonsense. To the couch with you, buster.”

She led him into the den, sitting him down on the huge futon couch. They had made love on the cushions before, and besides the bed, it was her favorite place to do so.

The only problem was that ‘little Ron’ was completely spent, having done his duty many times the night before, and twice in rapid succession that morning.

Leaning back, she opened herself to him once more. “Ready for a little breakfast?”

“Badical.” He whispered as she guided his head between her legs. She relaxed her body, enjoying the sensations as his tongue lapped the thick juices, his teeth brushing her button over and over. It took all her will to remain in control, just letting it happen slowly and not sending her to the heights once more.

There was only so much control she could muster, though. He was way too good at it. Her body spasmed uncontrollably as she came again, the slow build up causing her to release almost as much as when he came inside of her.

“Now I’m hungry.” She breathed, pushing him back into a seated position. He was starting to respond, excited by the pleasure he was giving her. Leaning over, she returned the favor, swirling her tongue around the head as it firmed up.

Just as she was starting to take it deeply into her mouth, he gently pushed her away, then climbed between her legs, pushing deeply into her. In that moment she came again, her mouth flying open as he quickened his pace.

“Almost done!” he husked, pressing his body against her.

“Take your time, baby. This is the last room. Oh God.”

There wasn’t any more holding back, for either of them. Her head flew back once more, a piercing wail capable of shattering six feet of glacial ice bursting forth…

…right as Ron shouted “BOOYAH” at the top of his lungs.
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