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Foundations Laid
By Parareru

I obviously don’t own Kim Possible or any of the characters. This is merely the product of an overly active imagination.

Phase 6: Reunited

“What now?” Kim muttered as the door to her cell opened. At least now she had clothing of sorts. When she came to she had found her head pillowed on some burnt and bloody clothes. After tearing the rags, Kim was able to clothe herself in a fashion. Though truth be told, fashion was not operative word here.

Kim crouched warily as three henchmen dragged a raging naked person into her cell with long poles attached to a collar. The fury twisting the man’s face made him seem less than human as he tried to get hold of the men holding him at bay. “Oh my God,” Kim gasped as she finally recognized the person being hauled into her chamber. “Ron, what did they do to you?”

Ron was straining at his collar turning every which way seeking freedom. His face and chest was mottled as he heaved and snarled and swatted at his tormenters. Kim could see bruises and cuts all along Ron’s torso. Uno followed his men into the room and a b a brief nod to them. As one they hit a switch on their poles and Ron howled in pain as he collapsed to the ground twitching. Working quickly they disengaged the collar and left the room.

“I happened to overlook one tidbit of super villain etiquette,” Uno began. Kim could only recall vague impressions of their fight, but could see that he looked none the worse for wear. That and her still captive status indicated that she had definitively lost. “A hero and sidekick should never be separated. They fight the good fight together. so hso here he is. Ronald Stoppable.”

“Why’d you torture Ron?” Kim demanded, wary of any attack that Uno might launch.

“I did nothing of the sort,” Uno protested in feigned innocence. “Stoppable tried to escape and I had to take measures. Hence his somewhat battered condition.” He turned to leave and then paused before passing through the door. “By the way, Ronald was accidentally exposed to several drugs which heightened his aggression and his libido. The effects should wear off in a few hours. Enjoy.” The door slammed shut leaving Kim trapped with a doped up Ron Stoppable who was rapidly recovering from the electrical attack.
n pun pushed himself off the floor, scanning the room until his eyes fell upon Kim hungrily. Kim backed away slowly as Ron stalked her purposefully across the room. She had no idea how to get out of this one. The drugs controlling Ron would make him rape her without second thought, but she couldn’t very well kill him. Her only hope lay in putting Ron down as quickly as possible and hope that she didn’t hurt him too badly.

With a howling, frenzied roar Ron charged at her. Kim back-pedaled quickly and flipped away from Ron’s reaching grasp, but not before he had managed to relieve her of her top. Kim could see Ron’s penis spring erect at the sight of her bare breasts. Kim tried to cover herself as best she could as she continued backing away. “Ron! It’s me, Kim!” she pleaded as he kept advancing on her. “Please! Don’t do this!” Kim doubted that her words were doing anything other than exciting the drugged blonde. She tried again knowing that if Ron was in there then he’d fight the hold the drugs had on his mind. For both their sakes she had to reach him. “You’re Ron Stoppable! You’re a good person! You don’t want to do this!” Kim was almost hysterical with fear that that Ron was really going to rape her this time.

Kim found herself backed up against a wall of her cell and slid along its length to escape from Ron until she found herself cornered. Kim swore at her own stupidity to get trapped like that. She knew better. Kim tried skirting along the wall to duck under Ron, but he anticipated her movement and positioned himself to block her. Knowing that she couldn’t slip past Ron, Kim tried to leap over Ron’s head.

Ron growled ferociously as he rushed forward grabbing Kim in mid air out of her jump. Kim felt her breath whoosh out of her body as Ron pinned her to the ground. His drugged eyes glowed with anticipation as he looked Kim over. Ron reached down and tore off the scraps of cloth shielding her sex from view.

“NO!” Kim screamed desperately as she belted Ron on the jaw. Ron’s head snapped back with the force of the blow and he paused there as if in confusion. He swung his head back around to look Kim in the eye and she could see the haze of the drugs clear from his eyes as he blinked rapidly.

“Kim?” Ron said slowly, as if just waking from a long slumber, “What’s going on?” He looked down and saw their mutually unclothed state and yelped in terror. “OH SHIT!” he howled as he bounded off of Kim and retreated to the far side of the room as Kim sagged in relief.

Kim sat up slowly, wincing as sore muscles protested the movement. “Ron? Is that really you?”

“I’m sorry, KP. I’m so sorry,” Ron kept repeating over and over as he shook his head in his hands. “I couldn’t stop it. I’m so sorry.”

Kim made her way over to him and laid a gentle hand on Ron’s shoulder and he stiffened in terror. “Ron? Are you okay?”

“Please. Stay away from me, KP,” Ron warned with a tremor in his voice. “I can still feel the drugs in my system. It’s taking everything I’ve got to not jump you right now.”

Kim snatched her hand back as if it were burned.

“I didn’t do ... anything, did I?” Ron asked afraid of what the answer might be.

“No. It wasn’t... you.”

“Oh God,” Ron wailed into his hands, rocking back and forth with each breath. “I’m sorry, Kim. I couldn’t control it. I’m so sorry.”

“It’s ok, Ron,” Kim tried to reassure him. “You didn’t do anything to me. You didn’t ... rape me.” Kim swallowed the lump that sprang in her throat as Ron looked at her in horror and then quickly looked away a blushhis his face.

“They raped you?” Ron asked in a small voice, choking on his words.

Kim nodded and realized that Ron couldn’t see her movement. “Drakken did and ... and they tried to make me think it was ... you.”

Ron sat there silently, raging at the thought of their captors using and abusing Kim while masquerading as him. “Was it your first...?” Ron’s voice trailed off as he lost the courage to finish his question.

“Yes,” Kim said from her side of the room, watching as Ron shrunk in misery.

“Do you... do you hate me now?”

“I... I’m not sure,” Kim admitted. She tapped her chest over her heart. “In here I know that you wouldn’t hurt me.” Kim then tapped the side of her head. “But up here it seemed so real. They knew exactly what to say and it sounded like stuff that you’d say. That frightens me a little.”

If Ron could have sunk through the floor of their cell he would have. Things could only end badly noThe The one girl that trusted him and he trusted in return was frightened by him.

“What... what did he say?” Ron asked dreading the answer.

“You ... he ... said that he had always loved me. That I never noticed. That I never had time for him ... you.” Kim looked away from Ron biting her lip. The distance between them, only a few feet in length, seemed utterly impassable.

Ron let out a long sigh of defeat. “Well, it’s true,” Ron confessed. Kim snapped her eyes back to Ron’s back, shocked beyond words. Ron took several deep breaths before pressing on. “I... I do love you, Kim. When we were kids I loved you. We were always hanging out together. The entire deal with the Bueno Nacho opening. How you stayed my friend even after you became a cheerleader and part of the ‘In’ crowd. It all made me fall in love with the wonderful girl that was Kim Possible.” Kim found herself thinking to all those times and more as Ron wallowed in his memories.

“Then came all this saving the world stuff. I know I’m kinda useless on missions, always goofing up and all, but I couldn’t let you go it alone. I couldn’t stand to see you get hurt. I thought maybe if I was there, I could protect you. I love you, KP.” Kim felt a warm feeling enter her chest as Ron confessed this. “I mean, you’re the last girl in the world who’d need the protection of a guy like me, but it made me feel better to be there with you.”

Ron looked down and laughed derisively at his unclad state. “This is not how I imagined you’d see me naked after all these years. I mean, sure you saw me in my boxers, but that was something at least.” Kim giggled slightly at the memory of Ron firing his grappling gun only to have his pants sail away.

“I know you didn’t feel anything for me, the way you were crushing on Mankey.” The way Ron said the name Kim knew he still didn’t think highly of Josh Mankey, but now she knew why. “But you didn’t see him, date him or talk about him in a while and I thought I might just have a chance.”

Kim stayed silent, enchanted by Ron’s heartfelt confessions. She opened her mouth to say something then closed it quickly; afraid of breaking the hypnotic spell he was weaving around himself.

“It was all planned out. How I’d tell you that I was in love with you. I was going to ask you out on a serious date, a real date, after your birthday. A nice romantic dinner followed by some dancing, finishing with a nice long walk as we looked at the stars. If we saw a shooting star I’d tell you to make a wish and then tell you that my wish was for you to love me.” Ron laughed again and Kim heard a hard edge to it. “But with my luck, dinner would be horrible, I’d spill something on you at the club and it’d rain when we went walking and we’d catch a terrible cold that’d keep us in bed for a week. Ron Stoppable just can’t catch a break.”

“I love you, KP. Despite what these drugs do to me it isn’t your body that I want.” Kim looked at Ron’s back a trifle indignantly. Ron was saying that he didn’t want her body?! “I want you. All of you. I want to see your eyes light up when you see me, the smile that’s for me alone, even your puppy dog pout. I want the whole package.” Kim could only smile somewhat foolishly at the sweetness of the sentiment.

“I was... I was saving myself for you, you know,” Ron continued. “At least I was until Shego came and drugged me.” His hands knotted up into trembling, furious fists. “She had me fucking her like there was no tomorrow. And even though most of it was the drugs, I enjoyed it too.” Ron bowed his head in defeat. “In the end I’m no better than an animal, chasing the first piece of tail that comes my way. Then they tried to force me to rape you. And I almost did. I... I... I still want to and I don’t know how much of it is the drugs or just my own desires.” Kim saw Ron shake from the force of his conflicting emotions.

“I... I can understand if you don’t want to see me ever again, Kim,” Ron finished miserably as he huddled in the corner still facing away from her.

Kim sat there absorbing everything that Ron had confessed to her and thought briefly about what her life would be like without Ron in it. Looking back on her life she could see Ron in almost all of her memories. Sure there were times that she was annoyed, even furious, at him, but somehow Ron seemed to make things right in the end. What would life be like without Ron Stoppable?

Kim weighed the two options and made a decision. A hard decision, but in a way the easiest she ever had to make. She stood slowly, made her way across the room and drew Ron to his feet still facing away from her. He was numb, almost catatonic, moving as if on autopilot. Kim wrapped her arms around Ron’s torso and laid her cheek against his shoulder and he jumped, startled.

“Kim, please don’t do that,” Ron begged in a strangled tone, gooseflesh popping up all over his body. He saw his traitorous member leap to attention upon feeling Kim’s skin against his own.

“I don’t want to be your friend anymore,” he heard her say as his heart shattered into a million pieces. He felt his world drop out from under him and he swirled away lost in an endlessly empty void. This hug from Kim then was the final one, the one to say goodbye. Forever. Tears of loss welled in his eyes as he nodded once, accepting her statement.

“I... Once we get out of here, I’ll leave you alone, Kim,” Ron promised, a few errant tears falling down his cheeks as he took hold of the slender hands clasped around his chest. He gave the hands a squeeze, the only way he could return Kim’s hug in this position. “I’ll move far away so you’ll never have to see me again.” He struggled not to completely break down in tears as he breathed in Kim’s warm and heady scent. Ron took a deep breath as if the bouquet of his best friend and heart’s desire had to last him for an entire lifetime. Ron thought of life without Kim and found it to be a bleak and cheerless place. He hoped that in time he could forget the vibrant redhead called Kim Possible, life would be too unbearable otherwise.

Kim turned Ron around to face her, holding him at shoulder length. Ron chivalrously kept his eyes averted, but couldn’t hide his arousal. Ron cupped his hands around his erection in a semblance of modesty.

“Ron. Look at me,” Kim said slowly as she linked her fingers behind Ron’s neck.

“Umm. What are you doing, KP?” Ron asked nervously as he looked into those brilliant green eyes, shining with unshed tears. Don’t break the horizon. Don’t break the horizon. God, she’s beautiful. Ron thought to himself.

“I’m ending our friendship,” Kim said huskily as she drew Ron’s head down to her own and then her lips, warm and moist found his. Ron’s eyes flew wide in shock as portions of his brain briefly shut down, his hands twitched, not sure of what to do. He stood there like that for several seconds before finally wrapping his arms around Kim.

Kim tensed briefly at his touch then molded the contours of her body against Ron’s. Here at last was the Real Ron. Kim had to admit she felt a little thrill run through her when she had heard Ron’s plans for romance. The real sweetness of the plan told her that she could really trust him. Kim wasn’t naïve; she knew that most of the guys in school saw her as nothing more than eye candy at best and at worst pictured her naked. Ron simply saw her as her, nothing less.

Their kiss lasted for seconds that stretched into lifetimes. Kim finally broke off the kiss, her pulse racing as she felt the heat of Ron’s body against her skin. She closed her eyes and laid her head against Ron’s chest listening to the reassuring beat of his heart. For the first time since this entire ordeal had started Kim felt safe and secure, resting there in Ron’s arms. Kim tightened her hold on Ron as if afraid that he might suddenly disappear.

“I don’t know what I’d do if you weren’t with me,” Kim said softly, finally breaking the silence. Kim felt the tension flow out of Ron’s body at her words.

“Does this mean...?” Ron asked.

Kim nodded and kissed Ron again, more forcefully this time, putting passions that she didn’t realize she had into that kiss. “What does that tell you, Ron?” Kim asked playfully.

Ron stared at her intensely, drinking in every feature of the beautiful woman in his arms. “Are you sure, KP?”

Kim nodded again. “I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life,” she reassured him. “You would never hurt me.”

“I... I... I... This isn’t right, KP,” Ron protested stubbornly, panic blossoming in his eyes. “Not like this. Not here, not now...”

Kim silenced Ron’s arguments by pressing a slim finger to his lips. “Ron, I can’t think of any person I would want to make love to for the first time. Besides, things don’t look so good for us. If we don’t ... survive this, I want to know that we were together for this brief moment in time.” Again she drew him close in a tight embrace. “I love you, Ron Stoppable.”

“I never thought I’d hear you say that, Kim,” Ron admitted as he stroked Kim’s back gently. “I keep thinking that at any moment the alarm clock will go off and this will have been nothing more than a dream.” Ron yelped suddenly upon feeling a sting of pain on his ass.

“Still dreaming are we?” Kim asked sweetly as she caressed the spot that she had just pinched. Kim kissed Ron again long and slow, her tongue moving in circles inside his mouth. “Does that feel better?” she whispered, her lips brushing against Ron’s. Kim grabbed one of Ron’s hands and settled it onto her chest. “Does this feel real enough?”

Ron answered by tenderly cupping Kim’s face in his free hand and drawing her forward for a kiss. He moved his hand to clasp the back of Kim’s head, running his fingers through her mane of red hair. “You’re so beautiful,” Ron whispered in wonder his lips only a scant inch from Kim’s.

Kim closed the distance between them, all of her longing flowing into that kiss; the repressed and o den denied desire to be with Ron as more than a friend could finally be realized. An epiphany hit her through the fog of roiling emotions just then. She wanted Ron. It had always been Ron. Ron was the one person she could depend on, no matter how thick the sitch got. Her profession of love just a few moments before was true. She really did love Ron.

Moving as one the two teens lowered themselves to the floor. Breaking off the kiss, Kim looked trustingly into Ron’s warm, brown eyes as she laid back. Ron followed her motion down, his eyes never once leaving Kim’s as he knelt between her legs.

Kim closed her eyes as Ron drew close. She felt Ron’s breath warm on her cheek and his hand lightly brushing the hair at her temple. She whimpered softly as she felt his body move near hers, his presence overpowering in its closeness. And it changed. A cold nervous sweat beaded off her body and a sick feeling formed in the pit of her stomach. Ron was gone. It was all a trick. Ron was gone. Ron was r her here. It was happening all over again. Drakken was here. Drakken was going to rape her again. And again. And again. She was helpless and beaten and defeated. There was nothing she could do. “No,” she moaned softly as she trembled violently tossing her head from side to side. Ragged gasps burst from her heaving chest as she was caught in her torment. “No. No. Please. No.” Her words trailed off into an incoherent jumble as the nightmare images of Drakken pawing at her flesh seized her mind.

“...KP?” Ron’s tentative voice broke through the fog of her personal hell. Kim opened her eyes to see Ron looking at her in apprehension. Ron’s eyes radiated so much love and concern for her well-being that Kim felt a sense of warmth blossom in her chest, displacing the gut-wrenching churning in her gut. “Are you ok, KP?” Ron repeated. “What’s wrong?” Kim’s feelings of dread evaporated and were replaced with a sense of security. It was ironic that she was the girl who could do anything, but all Ron had to do was look at her in that way to make her feel safe and secure even in the midst of their imprisonment.

Acting on impulse Kim snaked her arm behind Ron’s neck and drew him into a tight embrace while kissing him fiercely. This was Ron. RON. She could trust him with her life and more. “Wow,” Ron said when the kiss finally ended. He paused as if trying to think of something profound or witty to say. “Wow,” he finished.

Kim looked into Ron’s eyes and nodded slightly, only a small tilt of her head to signal Ron to continue. Watching Kim’s face warily for any sign of discomfort, Ron bent to nuzzle her neck and collar bone. Kim hissed in pleasure as she tilted her head back to allow Ron more area to tease with his kisses. Kim held his head with his hair tangled in her fingers and guided it to the sensitive areas that demanded his attentions.

Kim felt her hormones rise in the wake of Ron’s ministrations, but before her passions reached their peak Ron would ease off and explore another area of her body. Kim found herself craving each touch, relishing each stroke of her flanks, the light almost tickling touch along her ribs. She leaned into every caress that sent tingles running through her body. Her breath came in slow, panting gasps as she felt Ron’s fingers lightly brush her sex. Kim arched her back to bring her throbbing mound against his hand and whimpered in annoyance when he would only tease at her sex. It wasn’t enough. She needed more. Now.

“Ron, do it now,” Kim urged breathlessly. Ron stopped nibbling at her flesh and looked at Kim, a question in his eyes. “Please, Ron. Now,” Kim pleaded again as she moved her hips insistently underneath him. Ron finally caught her meaning and shifted his position so his hips were just over Kim’s.

Keeping his eyes on Kim’s, Ron slowly lowered himself into her soft, yielding flesh. His eyes rolled back into his head as he felt Kim’s sex wrap around his member as he slid deeper into her. “Oh, Kimmie,” Ron sighed as he felt Kim spread her legs wider to welcome him in deeper.

Kim shuddered upon feeling Ron penetrate her most sacred flesh for the first, THE FIRST time. She sighed and wrapped her legs around Ron’s pulling him deeper into her as she ground her pelvis desperately against his. Kim moaned in pleasure as Ron’s member began slipping in and out of her. She gained tremendous satisfaction in the fact that Ron’s cock was larger than Drakken’s. It felt so much more complete inside of her, so very right. Never again would they be able to fool her in such a deception. Turning her against Ron would never be an option for them now. Ron was hers now and hers alone and she belonged to him. Never again, nothing and no one could ever come between them.

“Ron,” Kim moaned continuously, her hips grinding fervently against his. Kim felt herself building to orgasm with every thrust deep inside her burning sex. “Faster,” she pleaded into Ron’s shoulder as she gripped his back and pressed her hips to meet every thrust. She let out groans equal parts pain and pleasure as Ron dutifully picked up the pace, sliding quickly in and out of Kim’s slick and swollen pussy. The rest of the world dwindled away to nothing as the two lovers built up to orgasm.

Kim let out a long, tremulous moan as Ron rapidly pounded away at her sex. “Don’t stop. I’m so close,” Kim whined frenziedly as she pulled Ron tightly to her, wanting even more of him inside of her to carry her over the brink. “Please,” she moaned, her hips bucking frantically. “Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”

Ron grunted as he exploded, pumping his hot load deep inside of Kim’s womb. He shuddered as with each jerk of his hips, more of his seed spurted inside of her. The feeling of Ron’s spunk splashing inside of her finally sent Kim careening over the edge. She was carried away on a rolling wave that crested from her loins and pulled her into a sea of feverish pleasure. Lights burst behind her eyelids as she felt each twitch of Ron’s head as he pumped more and more of his juices to mingle with her own.

Kim slowly let out the breath she hadn’t known she was holding. She stretched languorously under Ron, sated and basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. She kissed Ron gratefully, noticing that the two of them were breathing in sync as their bodies descended from the heights of their orgasm.

“That was wonderful,” Kim whispered, nibbling on Ron’s ear. “Thank you.”

For the first time since this entire ordeal started Kim felt ... happy. Before, her orgasms had been stolen from her, ripped from her forcibly; she had been used, turned into little more than a thing. This time was different. Uno had intended for Ron to rape her, to poison their working relationship. Somehow the plans had gone awry and Ron had broken out of his conditioning and drugged stupor. Now their relationship had been strengthened, not destroyed.

Kim held her lover closely as they lay there side by side. It felt so odd, yet so right to think of Ron that way. Her lover, soul mate, and who knew what else lay in the future. Screw Animology. The two of them were ... connected. Ron’s breathing had deepened as he drifted near slumber. Kim had to smile at that. Of everything she had heard about sex it seemed it was true that men fell asleep after performing. It would be something she’d have to work on in the future. Kim nestled against Ron, wishing they had a blanket or something to cover two of them with and fell asleep, for the first time at peace.

A/N: Whew, long chapter this time.

Tho it it was about time for Kim and Ron to get it on. Heh, heh, heh. Hope you liked this chapter. I tried to deal with the psychological fallout from chapter 2, hope it went down well. It’ll be important later. I think this’ll wrap up in another one or two chapters and an epilogue. If things go the way I intend then this may actually be the last lemon sequence in this fic. Sorry.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed and for everyone who reviewed my teaser chapter 7, (posted on FF.net before I got booted), you’re responses were all what I expected. And here I thought I was being rather transparent.

One quote. From the movie With Honors, Brendan Fraser's "I'm ending our friendship."

Next up: Uno gets a visitor and his entire plan stands revealed. Uno’s origin will remain a mystery for a little while longer I think.
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