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Stay	By : Harleeyquin Category: Kim Possible > FemmeSlash - Female/Female > Kim/Shego Views: 2379 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Kim Possible is copyright to Disney and Mark McCorkle. I make no money from this story.

Chapter List
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AN- So I posted this on DA, seeing if maybe SOMEONE would get a kick out of it. That didn't work t
oo well...Yet. Anyways, I know its short and sweet and it might just be finished, but I wanted to put WIP just in case I decide to come back and put some extra touches on it :)

UPDATE::: I just realized my mistake, I forgot to put that this story does contain oral. Yeesh. Something you don't usually forget to put when selecting categories -cough- -cough-

"I'm sorry."
"I know."
The dialogue had began with a simple argument.
A simple word that had started it all.
Death.
Their fighting had been non stop over the years, and it had been the older woman who decided to stop it.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure," the red head wasn't much for small talk, but after all the time they had spent together, she was positive that she owed it to the woman who she had given her heart to.
"Do you really want to walk away? I...I know you packed everything. I know that we're supposed to be moving on to bigger and better things, but are you sure this is what you want? I love you. I need you. There really isn't anyone out there for me. All these years...All the battles and broken hearts? They were for a reason, Princess."
It was that one word that made the younger woman want to drop everything and hold her lover.
"I...Shego, I really...I...Can't...I can't do this..." She wanted to cry, wanted to walk out the door and never show her face to the woman again.
"C'mere Kimmie." The woman held her arms open and watched as the redhead walked over to her; her face was soon buried in the woman's shoulder, tears staining her tank top.
"It's my fault..." Kim sobbed; the feeling of arms around her body went unnoticed by her cries.
"Kim, don't you dare say that. It's not your fault. Things happen. It's both our fault. You know that. I can't breathe without you. We can do this. We can stay together. I know she wouldn't have wanted to see us like this..."
"Shego...How can we move on from this? How can we just...Pick up the pieces and move on?"
"I...I thought maybe you could stay," the green skinned woman stared at the ground. "And then...We could take it from there..."
Shego held her lover tighter, looking at a corner and remembering how it felt to hold, to pick up, to touch the person she missed the most.
She remembered feet trampling through the house, coming to greet her. And she remembered how it felt to say her final goodbye. How the first mission she sent her on would be the last mission she'd ever complete.
"Kim, I really don't want you to leave. I think this is something we need to deal with together. And Kim? Where the hell are you going to go?"
The redhead looked up at the woman, shaking her head. "I don't know. I was going to visit her, but...That doesn't ease my pain, you know."
Shego picked up Kim's necklace, fiddling with the ring that the woman wore around her neck.
"Do you remember when we took our vows?"
How the hell could Kim forget? It wasn't something as outright as a wedding, but something they had both done in secrecy. The older woman had given her a ring to wear, but they couldn't broadcast their relationship. Instead, Kim decided to wear it around her neck, that way no one would have to know the truth.
"We promised we would be together through everything. Even this. I know it's dwindling, our love. I know that we've gone through so much these past few years...But even now as I sit here before you, someone that you've probably never thought would react this way, I want you to know that I really care...I really...Really do."
She didn't say anything for a while. She couldn't. Her bags were by the door, her clothes were somber, black, as if foreboding a dark end. It was at that moment that she saw herself in a nearby mirror, the image looking back at her a reenactment of that terrible day. Of the funeral that had followed.
She remembered that morning as if it were yesterday. As if the continuous pain residing in her heart had just happened moments ago.
"Mom? Mom, c'mon now, you know I'm not a baby anymore. I think its time to let me do this on my own. You and my mother have been doing it for years!"
Kim rolled her eyes, listening to her daughter ramble on how she wanted to complete her own mission. Was I really like this as a teenager? She wondered.
Shego was sitting at the table, reading the paper; it made Kim smile, reminding her of her father who often had his head buried in a good story.
"If you're seriously thinking of going out there on your own, the answer is no...Unless...Unless you take the buffoon's son with you."
Kim glared at her wife from the corner of her eye, shaking her head. "No means no, Shego. And why would she want to take Ronnie? So she could protect him? She's a Possible, and she can stand up for herself, without anyone's protection."
Realizing the mistake she had just made, the woman put a hand over her face and sighed. "Fine. Ok, you can go on a mission. Take Ronnie with you, Kelsey."
She had expected her daughter back around 4:00. But when time started to grow, the mother had started to get worried.
Shego, also getting worried, donned her battle outfit, going out to look for their child, the thirteen year old she had helped to get out of the house...
Her responsibility.
But she stopped dead in her tracks when she saw what looked like a robotic claw impaled through the young girl. The villain had gotten away, and Ronnie was passed out, scrapes and bruises on his body, showing that he had tried to protect his friend.
The moment seemed to become surreal when Kim showed up.
It was instinct, but Shego grabbed the woman and hid her eyes from seeing their daughter's body.
"No!" She screamed. "Shego, stop! Let me go! Please! Let me see her!" Her screams cried ever louder, her heart breaking as she knew what this had meant.
But Shego couldn't do it. She couldn't let Kim witness what she had; she couldn't let her have the nightmares that would plague her in the future.
Her responsibility...
Their daughter's death was on her head.
And now, her relationship was failing, the only person who she had ever shown her real side to was leaving her.
Watching the woman get up to walk away again, the older woman grabbed her by the wrist, stopping any movement.
"Shego...please..."
She shook her head "...Wait."
As if their pain was somehow one, Shego turned Kim around and placed a hard, rough kiss on her lips. It showed all of her pain, all of her inability to cope with the situation around her. She needed this. She needed to be with the one person that made live bearable.
To think, only years before they had truly hated each other, had truly masked the affection they had for one another. Now, it seemed as if they couldn't be any more closer. There was no words, only silence, only breathing.
They quickly shed clothes, helping each other by discarding article after article until finally a pile rest at the base of the bed.
Shego bit her lip, hard, feeling Kim's nails dig into her back, raking from her waist to her shoulders. She could feel alive again through pain, and softly whispered to the younger woman. "harder...please, Kimmie...please..."
Kim felt the woman's need surge through the very tip of her core, and this time, when she dragged her nails again, she could feel slight skin ripping; droplets of blood under her fingernails showed that.
This was more than any love making they had ever partaken in; more than any sexual encounter either of them had dreamed of. This was something that had been locked inside both of their souls...
The pain of loss.
A hand traveled down to well awaited sex; and in the madness of it all, neither of them could care about being touched.
However, they both had to touch the other person. It was as if two lost souls finally combined into one, to make a painful experience pleasurable. It was Shego who finally caved in, realizing that her Princess needed more than just the stroke of her fingertips. She needed to be brought to the very inch of her existence; to be pleasured in a way that seemed unreal by the carried struggles of life.
As if Kim had read her mind, she was quick to grab the woman's hand bringing it lower to a place that had only been touched by one person. By her lover; her wife. Kim Possible had found someone to give her all to, and that was the very person who at one point was the bane of everything Kim herself had stood for.
She grabbed the older woman's index and middle fingers and pushed them inside her, past her folds, only to cry out in slight pain. This had been the first time that she dared to use more than one finger. It was at that point when she opened her eyes, panting and gasping as she led the woman's movements, Shego realized that Kim needed more.
It was a soft glow, enough to warm but not enough to severely hurt her lover, that the woman set off on her fingers. It was enough to watch as the redhead thrust her head back, exposing that selection of skin that loved to be toyed with.
As Kim continued to guide Shego's hand deeper and quicker inside herself, she was pushed to the point of extreme arousal as she felt a tongue on the base of her neck, all the way up to her earlobe; when she had begun to crave more of the woman's tongue, she felt a sharp bite break her skin. It was a feeling that made her gasp out, made her walls close tightly around Shego's fingers.
"Sh--I...I..Please..." The younger woman moaned, unable to guide anymore, letting her lover take control.
It was at that point that Shego realized she had to help Kim; not just for her sake, but for their relationship. It was a pain that couldn't be fixed by love making alone, but it was a feeling that she owed the woman; a feeling that she knew Kimmie would take with her all of her life.
Her lips trailed down the woman's body, leaving marks as she continued lower. She suckled at all the toned parts of Kim's skin, always managing to hear the woman hiss in a mixture of pleasure and pain.
And when she reached the woman's breasts, she took a nipple in her mouth, pulling at it with her teeth, taking pleasure when her lover arched her back slightly.
She couldn't ignore the musky scent of the redhead's arousal, descending her lips further down until she was level with the woman's clitoris. Her tongue slowly stroked around the area, frustration evident in Kim's face. She had to tease, it was her means of pleasure.
When she delivered the first lick, it was slow and sweet, a sense that she had wanted to give back after what they had been through. And then the stroking began, first slow, then at an increase; it was to the point in which Kim's hand had scrunched up the sheets, moans filling the quiet room.
"Shego, I..." Another moan, this time, her name. It had made the older woman shiver softly as she could feel a growing arousal in her own body.
Two fingers played around, still teasing, before pushing inside of her, making Kim's back arch once more. She couldn't take it, her eyes closed, her hands gripping the sheets tighter, finally making their way to Shego's hair, where she nearly pulled it from the root.
It was when she started to touch herself that Shego stopped in her tracks.
"Pumpkin...It's not happening."
She wasn't going to have Kim take the lead, no, not this time. Leaning across the dresser, she pulled out a pair of handcuffs and attached them to the headboard. "Now, stay quiet like a good lover and let me do as I please. Or I will stop and tease you where you lay."
Gulping, Kim nodded, watching Shego's head descend once more, her back arching again. She tried to fight against the cuffs, but was unable to break free.
She felt her orgasm closing in, the pushing of her lover's fingers as well as her tongue driving her towards the edge.
"Shego...." She moaned the woman's name continuously, until she couldn't take it anymore.
The older woman had realized this, and pulled her tongue away, managing to bite down on the edge of Kim's clitoris. This finally pushed her to the point, enabling her to release tension; frustration, sadness, anything that had happened in the past she had let go with the release of her orgasm.
Shego wiped her face, leaning over to uncuff Kim, and started to walk away from the woman. After everything they had been through, Kim had to stay. She had to find a way to finally comfort her lover.
In an instant Kim's hands were around Shego's waist as she held the woman tightly, letting her know that she was there. "Stay here. Please. I know you've been fighting this. I know you've been unable to rest since that day. Shego...I love you. I don't want us to end. I want to go through this with you..I...I miss her so much."
The older woman felt like falling; as if everything were crashing down before her. But she refused to turn around. She never wanted Kim to see her cry. She was always a strong, resilient person. But the death of someone she had loved so dearly, the death of her daughter, had shaken her to the core of her very existence. And with that, she merely broke down, being touched by the only person that seemed to care about her.
"Kim...I can't do this. I can't stand the thought of you wanting to walk away again. I don't want us to just have a sexual relationship; to think that makes it ok. It doesn't. We needed each other. I understand that. We both did...I just...I need stability. I need to know that you're going to stay."
Turning around so they were face to face, Shego watched as Kim took off her necklace. Her vision faltered as her eyes welled with tears, realizing this was the end of the love they had for one another.
Kim took the ring off the necklace and held it in her hand. This only made her lover cry harder.
But her tears turned into surprise when Kim took the ring and put it on her finger; she leaned forward to kiss the older woman's nose, smiling softly as she wiped the tears from her lover's eyes.
"I'm not going to hide what we have anymore, Shego. If this is what stability means...Then I'm happy to share everything with you...Even this...We will get through this."
Shego didn't say anything, just took Kim's hand and pulled her in for a kiss. After she pulled away, she told her wife to get dressed.
It was the first time in a long time they had visited their daughter's grave together.
"I know this is something that we should talk about but...We aren't too old yet, Kimmie...I think..." Shego smiled tearfully as she put a bouquet next to the headstone.
"I think maybe we should have another child..."
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