*FANFIC* Kim Possible: The Suit With Love*FANFIC*
8:42 p.m. on February 18, 2007

Disclaimer: I do not own Kim Possible or related characters. They are owned by Disney, Bob, Mark, and Steve, a.k.a. the KP Gods. This is rated M for sexuality. Go and love your lover. This fic takes place after the events of "Ill-Suited." Love it. I know that I've done about 7 of these types of stories, but I heart them for some reason. Happy Reading.

After their first fight because of Professor Dementor's controlling Kim Possible's super suit when it was worn by Ron Stoppable, Kim and Ron were sitting in Kim's room. "That was an interesting night," Kim said. "That was an interesting fight. You versus me."

"Our first fight," Ron said. "I didn't hurt you when I threw you into the soda machine, did I?"

"Oh, I'm fine. It's no big," Kim said. "Nothing I can't handle."

Ron nodded. He looked in Kim's green eyes and softly caressed her cheek, and then kissed her on the lips. It was a soft moment, and Kim smiled at it. She took Ron's hands in hers and then kissed him passionately. Kim put Ron's hands around her tiny waist, and Kim kissed him again. When his hands moved up her body and touched her breasts, Kim let out a loud moan in his ears. "Whoa, that moan should not have turned me on as much as it did," Ron said.

Kim chuckled and then sighed. If there was ever a more perfect night for their first time, this was it. Kim kissed Ron again, and then sat on Ron's lap, facing him.

They kissed again, Kim moaning when Ron's hand touched her thigh. There was a certain electricity between the two of them that gave a feeling of this was the night. There was silence for a few moments as they looked into each other's eyes.

"This could be the night. This could be our first time... you know," Kim said. "Are we ready for this?"

"To have sex, make love, whatever its called?" Ron asked. "I mean, it's bound to happen eventually. How do you feel about it?"

"Well, I always told myself that I would only do it when I felt it to be right and I was in love with the person I wanted to be with it in such as way. Since I'm in love with you, and I love you, and it feels so right, this could be the night. Only if you are okay with it, Ron," Kim said.

Kim touched Ron's face. He melted at her touch, smiling happily. "Well, my lady is calling me to please her, how can I say no?" Ron said.

"Ron, listen, I want it to be more about the emotion of the act, then about the act or the pleasure that comes with it. I don't want us to just have sex to get a newfound pleasure. I want there to be something that we do to get closer emotionally. The pleasure and physical thing being a bonus," Kim said.

"I understand," Ron said. "Let's do this."

Kim pulled her cheerleading sweater off of her upper half and threw it to the floor. Kim was wearing a soft pink bra that was magnificent on Kim's body; it made her breasts look wonderful. Ron pulled his jersey off and threw it on the floor. It landed a foot way from Kim's sweater. Kim got off of Ron's lap and then sat next to him. He pulled his khaki cargo pants off and let them fall off his body and onto the floor.

"Mmm... I always had a soft spot for you losing your pants," Kim said. Kim then pulled her skirt off and threw it on the floor a few feet from Ron's pants. They were both in their underthings now.

They both sighed. "I'm scared, Kim," Ron said.

"Yeah, I'm scared, too," Kim said. "It's a big step."

"You're scared, too?"

"Hey, at least you're in good company," Kim said. She looked thoughtful and then added, "How about we hold each other's hand through the whole thing and not let go until orgasm happens-- as that's when you let go. To comfort each other."

"Okay, so one hand we hold?" Ron asked.

Kim nodded. She faced him, sitting in front of him and put her right hand in Ron's left hand. "Like this," Kim said.

"Got it," Ron said.

Kim sighed. Ron put his hand around her back and unclasped her bra. "Easier than I thought," Ron said.

Kim let the bra fall off her form and threw it to the floor. Kim had nice soft, supple, perky breasts. She smiled. Ron gently touched them, and she moaned softly.

"Okay, at the count of three, our underwear goes off," Kim said. Ron nodded.

"One, two, three!" Kim said. Kim pulled her panties off at the same time Ron pulled his boxers off. They both stared at each other, looking up and down, happy at what they saw.

Ron and Kim smiled at each other. "You ready?" Kim asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be, Kim," Ron said.

They sat down on the bed, kissed, then they joined their hands together, and then Kim laid down on her back, Ron on top of her.

"Okay, here we go, Ron," Kim said. "Be gentle, it hurts a bit the first time."

"Squeeze my hand if it hurts," Ron said.

"Sounds like a good deal," Kim said.

Ron then pushed himself into Kim. She bit her lip, let out a small whimper, and then squeezed Ron's hand. "I guess kung fu and cheerleading has finally paid off. That didn't hurt too much," Kim said.

Kim kissed Ron and then they gave it all to each other. They held the hands they said they would hold, not letting go. Even though the two of them were somewhat afraid, they were comforted by each other. Kim moaned softly; she squeezed Ron's hand. Ron moaned softly and squeezed her hand back. They looked into each other's eyes as they emotionally and physically were with each other. It was wonderful as waves of pleasure hit them, the bonus of the pack, they never felt something like this before.

"Whoa!" they both said feeling a large wave of pleasure. And then the final release...

Kim and Ron both felt it coming and then... "Oh, Kim! Oh!" Ron yelled, his grip on Kim's hand getting tighter, as was Kim's grip on Ron's hand when she let out a yell, "Oh, Ron, oh!" When the orgasm of both subsided, the two were breathing heavily and they let go of their hands.

Now lying next to each other, there was silence until Kim spoke first...

"Oh, wow," Kim said. "That was..."

"Amazing," Ron replied, finishing her sentence.

"I was going to say 'beautiful' or 'perfect' but that works too," Kim said.

Kim curled close to Ron, as they were lying next to each other.

"I think we formed a stronger bond than ever before, don't you think?" Kim said.

"Yeah, I'm with you there, K.P.," Ron replied.

The End.

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