When it Rains! | By : Scaredman Category: Kim Possible > Het- Male/Female > Kim/Ron Views: 13966 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kim Possible
Rating: NC-17
Scared man
When it rains
No, I don't own Kim possible this is a disclaimer.
Warning; Sex, Duh. Kims mom and dad and M/CO
Dr. Anne Possible slide her White coat off of her aching shoulder, her day at work was not one of her best. She was surprised by the fact that she was not being pester by her youngest children for dinner. Her train of thought was interrupted by the phone ringing. “Possible residents.” she answered, It was one of the mothers of the other kids that Jim and Tim play soccer with asking if her sons can stay for a sleep over. Anne sighed and answered “Yes its ok tell them I love them and to be good, ok, bye.”
“Kim” Anne called her daughter and got no answer. Again Anne sighed, tired and lonely she climbed the stairs to take a shower. We she got to the top she noticed the Kims bedroom door was ajar and out of pure maternal curiosity she peered in. There she saw her daughter and her best friend Ron sleeping facing each other peacefully, holding each other. Anne wished she had a camera it was a true Kodak moment, she quietly entered the room to fix the blankets and let them sleep. She lifted it up and was hit by the powerful smell of musk.
Anne lifted the blanket further and saw what they had been doing. Anne pulled the blanket up and settled it in place over them and left them to sleep in peace. Anne walk slowly to her room and sat on the bed a powerful urge to cry. Her Seventeen year old was get more then her, she and James haven’t had sex since the twins were conceived and now she was feeling the needs more then ever. She laid down on her bed and moved her hands over her covered breast gently massaging them feeding the heat in her stomach.
James Possible slammed the door of his home as he came in, he could not fined Matthew any where its almost as if he disappeared. He dragged his tired body up the stairs and heard a groan come from his one room. He cautiously opened the door and peered in to the strangest yet some what arousing thing he ever saw his wife playing with her self. James entered the room and sat next to his lovely wife “Anne” he asked gently “what are you doing”
Anne was to far gone for modesty, she sat up and clung to her husband. “Please James I need it” she gasped in to his shoulder. “What do you need Anne” he whispered to her and Smiled. He to has been feeling the need and now was as good a time as ever. Anne was through with play and grabbed him by the caller “you know what” she said throw clenched teeth and started to pull his shirt off. James relaxed and let his horny wife strip him of his clothes and watched as she tore off her own. As she was about to take her garter belt and stocking off he stop her, “leave it on” he said airily. Ann smiled and left it on as she literally tore her panties off desperate to be filled.
Anne impaled her self on James hard cock not waiting for anything. She let out a moan of satisfaction, finally being full after such a long time with out him in her. She started to thrust up and down with enthusiasm desperate to get them both to there climaxes. James sat up so that he could play with his wifes beautiful breast. James wrapped his arms around the small of her back and started to suck on her left breast a little bit be for changing to the right. There moans and groans soon filled the house but Kim and Ron slept on exhausted from there own day.
Anne became frantic with her need and James held her as there pace became erratic, trusting and grinding to till finally, Anne let out a loud long cry as her orgasm ripped throw her like tidal wave after wave of pleasure made Anne become limp in her husbands arms. James held his wife letting her drift in and out of consciousness for a few moments be for lift her up slightly and letting her slide down his still hard member.
Anne squealed gently as he started to lift her up and down on his lap and set a maddeningly slow pace but she was to weak to protest as he slowly fucked her. After what seem to her an eternity and severely more orgasms later James Filled her with his hot seed as Anne climaxed again. The two fell back on to the pillows to weak to cover them selves but some how they did.
“Oh James, that was wonderful” Anne breathed on James chest “please don’t make me what like that again.” “Ok” was all James Could say as he slipped in to the realm of sleep.
Matt entered the house like a ghost with out sound or warning, he Move slowly throw the dark down in to the basement, which was made in to a nice spacious bedroom for him.
Matt sat on his Queen Size bed and pulled his boots of he ached all over. He was at the train yard watching the trains from the shadows in the cold, as they came in as if waiting for some one. Matt know his sins where closing in on him and for all his dark, gothy tough guy attitude he did not wont any one to get hurt because of his sin. He felt like screaming, not know when it would happen only know that it will happen and that most likely he would not survive it. Matt fell back on to the bed not caring that he was still dressed as started to fall asleep. Just as he was about to sleep, Monique face flashed before his eyes and he seemed to relax greatly now in a sleeping state.
Morning in the Possible household was an awkweird one. As Kim and Ron Sat across the table from her parents. Anne and James stole glances at each other nether one knowing how to deal with this predicament. Kim keep her head down in shame and all Ron could do was star at Rufus as he sat at the table confused at what was going on but willing to side with his best friends.
James cleared his throat as if to say something profound but was interrupted by the basement door opening with a muted thud and Matt entering the main house like a Phantom. His cloth where rumpled from sleep and a fresh set was clutched to his chest, his eyes glazed over with sleep as he walk past effectively breaking the moment. James stood up and rounded on Matt “you listen here mister you Father left you in are care and you are to wait for me or your aunt to pick you up after school, Got it ” stopped and let his sleepy mind work out what his uncle had shouted. After blinking a few times “No”he answered flatly and went up stairs to take a shower before school.
The Kim, Ron, Rufus and her Parents where stunned in to silences by Matts blatantly disobeying of Mr. Dr. P and utter disrespect for the Possibles. Kim raced up the stairs intent on getting to school to talk to Monique about Matt. Ron was going to fall Kim but James Stopped Him. “Don’t you need to Go home for clean clothes Ronald” he leered at him. Ron chuckled nervously “Ha-ha no need Mr. Dr. P I got some clothes here you know, to change after a mission. “Then Ron broke away from Kims Dad intense stare and Run to Kims Room to chance yelling over his Shoulder as he went “sorry got to got, school and all.” Kim And Ron was dressed and ready for school in record time she and Ron all ready showered be for her parents where up. Kim rushed out of the house with Ron close on her heels not stopping to say any thing ran off to meet Monique.
Kim was slightly out of breath as she caught up with Monique and Ron was nearly dead from keeping up with Kim. “Hey, Kim where’s the Fire?” Monique Asked as Kim stood for a few moments to catch her breath while Ron bent over with his head in between his knees suck in air desperate to get his breath before the girls started to walk again, Rufus patted Ron in sympathy, but all to soon for him the girls started to walk and Ron drudged along behind him.
“Monique, We, need to talk” Kim started tentatively not wonting to upset Monique “about Matthew, you know how your crushing on him.” “Girl I know I shouldn’t, but he is one fine male” Monique interrupted, “You do” Kim and Ron asked in amassment. “I mean so he is your cousin, but you’re my girl and I know you wont wig out or any thing.” Kim tried to smile, but she was not doing so well “No its not that, he’s, well” Kim look back to Ron for support But he shrugged his shoulder at a loose not knowing how to handle this situation.
After a few feet of silence Kim decided to go with honesty because it was the best policy at least that’s what she hopes. “Monique wait, Its not because Matts my cousin its because he’s dangers” Monique stopped and stared at Kim intently “He’s dangerous Monique and, I’m afraid that he might hurt you badly.”
“How dare you” Monique Rounded on Kim the ugly look of hatred and betrayal clear on her face “Just coz, he’s your cousin means I cant date him is that it Kim, what is your family to good for me or something, And I thought you where my friend.” Monique spat out her hateful remarks and ran leaving Kim hurt and Ron to try to comfort her.
That day of school was the worst for Kim not only was Monique giving her dark looks when every she could and did not talk to her but every where she turned Bonnie was there with one of her snide remarks which it self was not so bad, but the images of Brick and Bonneis Fucking where still fresh in her had and she froze up unable to shot of a comeback.
As the last class of the day started the new history teacher a young man that most of the girls in class swoon for was fixing his notes and gave the class a moment to settle down. Kim look to the back of the class and saw Monique quietly talking to Matt as if he was listening but he seemed more interested in what was out the window then whatever Monique was saying.
The English teacher started class and it went by faster then Kim expected, she was focusing at how Matt was give Monique dirty looks and she seemed oblivious to it. But the Teachers last miniate announcements got her full attention. “And remember class tomorrow is pajama day and you report on who is your hero are do.”
Kim slapped her forehead she had total forgot the report and everything. Ron was psyched about tomorrow not only was his report done and it was worth at lest a B+ he would see every girl in school in there P.Js, spoken for or not what his eye saw tomorrow was not his fault, well not completely.
The walk drive home was just as bad not only had Matt disappeared after school again but Kim and Monique had yet to make up and it was starting to piss Kim off at how stubborn the brunette beauty was acting. After their homework was dune and Kim wrote her report it was way late and Ron had already left for home. The situation had eaten away most of Kims reasoning and she had an idea to get proof that Matt was a dangers person.
Kim moved throw the house like a cat gracefully slinking to the basement door which not to her surprise was locked but Kim had one of Wades newest gizmos the auto lock pick. Kim slide down the stairs and found to her amassment that Matthews room was not only clean and organized but rather cosy in fact she was a little jealous that his room was bigger then hers.
The walls where panted white and his two basement windows where covered by black-out curtains there was one poster of a band she never heard of and there was a stack of CD case on a small oak desk. Kim was surprised that he had no computer and ashamed that he had zero diversity in his wardrobe, even his socks where black but above all the only thing she fond of any interest was a Katana that was displayed over his bed. Kim sat on the desk and look at the CD. Kim look at one of the covers intently and decided that she might look up the band to see if they where any good. Kim yawned she was total beat the day had been another draining one and she was dying to see Ron in his P.Js
Matt watched Simon as he spoke on a pay phone he new who he was talking to and it did not bode well for him or the possible family. Simon smiled, he did it, he know that his days of small timing it were down by this time next week he’d be in with a real organization. As he strutted off to celebrate he stopped. There staring at him in the ally across the way was his ticket to the big time. Matt new what he had to do Simon was psychotic and if he joined them many people would die and. He did not wont more blood on his hands.
Simon walked in to the ally confidant that he was on top of things. “Well, well if it isn’t Matthew Morgen what brings you to the docks.”
“You” Matt answered flatly.
“I’m flattered, but I have decided to Kill you when the Skulls get here I can give them your body and go right to the top, isn’t that right, Monique” before Matt knew what happen Simon rolled to the left and grabbed the scared girl that was trying to sneak up on him, Monique had fallowed Matt and now Simon had her. Simon held the sharp blade of his butterfly knife to her delicate throat and left a small cut letting her blood flow on to the evil weapon.
Matt eyes darken with rage but he was far more cunning than Simon gave him credit for. Monique held her taser limply to at her side Simon eyes where locked on Matt he never saw the little black box with its sharp little barbs. matt look at her his darken eyes tell her all she needed to know. At his unspoken signal she jabbed Simon in the leg with her taser and zapped him good. Before Simons body could even start to convulse Matt pulled Monique away from Simon and throw her behind him. Simon rubbed where the taser hit him his eyes wild with hatred
“You fucking cunt faced bitch ill cut your tongue out” He shouted craze and charged Matt with his knife in the air. Matt step in to his charge making him stumble and caught Simon by his elbow and wrist as he fell forward and made Simon plunge the sharp steel blade in to his chest. Matt stared in to Simons eyes as the life darned from them. Matt was sicken by what he had done but it had to be done Simon would have killed not only Monique but many others. Matt turned to the paralyzed girl “Do not move.” he commanded her as he dragged the body out of the ally and over to the dock and then in to the sea.
Matt find Monique right where he had left her “What the Hell are you doing here” He demanded as he roughly pulled her up by her wrist. “You’re a Skull” was all she could say “No I’m an Exskull, now answer me why?” he answered her, shaking her roughly toward the end to get his point across. “Because, I like you” was the only reason she had.
Matt was enraged the darkness in his eyes was now replace by fire he dragged her off to the only place he know to be safe, his own room. Monique did not resist as he took her to his room in the possible house he shut and lock the door and then let her go down the stairs on her own but when they where at the bottom the throw her to the bed.Matt turned from her and striped off his coat, shirt and the sleeve he wore on his right arm reveling the flaming Skull tattoo that told the word he was a member of one of the most violent gangs ever.
Matt turned back and held up his hands in front of her face surprisedly he had not got any blood on him self. “These hands have the blood of the innocents on them and I have let brave men die for nothing I am the worst kind of scum on this earth Monique, that is what you ‘like’.” she stared in to his eyes, her deep chocolate eyes made him forget what he was going to say. He shook his had to clear it and strode up closer to her as she sat on the end of his bed. “I can’t let you tell any one about me” his voice was low with something Monique could not identify. “And I can’t kill you, So” Matt pushed her to the bed and straddle her waist preventing her from escaping “I will brake you.” Matt ripped open her blouse and bra in one pull, exposing her soft round breast. Monique looked in to his eyes “Please, Kiss me?”
“What?” Matt resolve was broken, he did not wont to do it not like this not to her he liked her and it killed him to admit it. Matt sat back on his heels and then he staggered off the bed then back to the wall as his back hit the wall he slide down and pulled his knees up to his chest he felt like crying but he had not cried in years so he did the only thing he could do, he buried his head in to his knees and tried to not to think about it, trying to shut out the world.
Monique sat up and called out Matt “Matt, please I-I need you?” Matt look up and there eyes locked Matt slowly stood as she removed her ruined cloths. Monique laid back as Matt moved over her, his lips hovering over hers for a moment before the shared a chaste kiss. The next kiss was deeper mor passionate as Matts tongue gained access to Monique mouth gently probing and play with her tongue. Monique moaned in to the kiss as Matt gently fondle her soft breast gently play with the nipples until they where hard. Matt took in a sharp breath as Monique undid his pants and pulled them and his boxers down and her small hands firmly took hold of his manhood.
Matt looked in to her eyes and found his answer as he slide her skirt and panties off. Monique wrapped her now bare legs around Matt as she guided him in to her wet core. Matt took her in one powerful thrust and stopped when he was all the way in. The feeling was undescribable, yet Matt dare not move as Monique sobbed softly under him “God, I’m sorr” she cut him of with a kiss “don’t be, just go slow.” Matt nodded and started to trust in to her gently. Monique sucked in are throw her teeth as she was stretched his hard member moved in side her slowly starting to build up something.
The two lovers started to kiss again and Matt moved faster driving his cock deeper in to Monique slick passage. She began to coo his name and buck her hips to meet his thrust. There moans mingled softly as they finally hit there peaks together. Matt pulled him self up and off her to lay next to her and pull the covers out from under her and cover them selves up. Matt look over to Monique to ask her something but she was all ready sleeping her silent snores puffin on his chest “do you wont to spend the night” he ask the sleeping beauty, “I love you” Matt smiled a true smile and he to fell sleep.
Notes: here it is in all its glory have fun.
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